I WISH I COULD SHARE THIS POEM WITH MY MOTHER, BUT I’M NOT SURE IT WOULD TRANSLATE WELL I stretch … More
Tag: prose poem
Wherein I Learn
WHEREIN I LEARN GOD IS A HER, AND SHE’S ME It feels so good to touch paper and pen like … More
Five Poems
Blind Séance Sears Disordered blind seer’s sight: meaningless pen scribblings and cave scratching shredding all material gains & guns to … More
