Category Archives: Poetry

SOMETHING

I don’t know how to say it
Bird­song is a many splen­dored thing
I …

Literal Conviction

Is death nav­i­gat­ing my note­book?
Death rows between dull blue lines.
Will I be …

Under(done)

Raw, the very idea is ide­al­is­ti­cally
the quirky dreamer. Who fills
my lab­o­ra­tory with …

Dweomerlayk

I am the bird
Out of air
Still soar­ing
Else­where
I am the wind