why do we throw nine seeds into the ground and prune away all but three which deign to sprout? who … More
Tag: NaPoWriMo
mourning for grass
i knew they would do it i knew it couldn’t last long the small savannah along the curb my passengers … More
how i began 28
no one wants to read poetry about sleeping during a long drive through winding mountain roads waking up to dawn … More
exchange
the callouses are back funny how quickly they return my skin seems accustomed to thickening i slather on moisturizer after … More
