If I must live again let me be a creatureof the dark and writhe beneath temperate loam, having had my…
free verse poem
poem by Chris Taylor
everyone needs to stop looking at metheir eyes are elsewhere but i somehow feel them closing…
verse poem
As the days passed after she agreed to be mine,Small warnings of not investing enough would…
I woke up in a galaxy of bluewith a piece of forest in each palm:
Chachan filled the bucket with water and walked to the end of the farm. His dog…
The last time that you called out,in the Mahave Desert,I saw your face, your perfected words sang…