Books (A Poem)

It’s no wonder my first friend was a book.

Loud (A Poem)

We will drown out those lies with our voices. We will prove you wrong.

Regret (A Poem)

Regret tastes like a rusted penny and the sharp tang of too much salt. It’s that feeling after you say … More

Symptom (A Poem)

One person can start a revolution but only a group can carry it to success.

Endure (A Poem)

You fall, crashing hard on your knees, scraping them and making them bleed. And a part of you, that tiny … More

Silence (A Poem)

You say to me that you are leaving. Your bags are packed, your coat is on. You expect tears but … More

August (A Poem)

Another poem. This is one out of three I wrote the other day. I got randomly inspired. Enjoy!

I’d Tell You (A Poem)

If I could say all the things I wanted to say, I’d start by saying you are the reason why … More