on finally being somebody.

Because we're all a bit schizophrenic.

Sometimes you're not supposed to be with the person you love. Constructive crit. greatly appreciated.

Children always seem to overstretch the boundaries of their formers

Spellbound and still blind.

A brief moment with a stranger on an elevator.

All four corners, all seven seas.

You'd think I was ambidextrous, but really just a fidget.

i love everything about you"

...all the miserable lives...

as though we needed a reminder of how dark things had turned.

brought to you by blue fingertips

a question

judge me, but dont forget to judge yourself.

Assignment: Write a poem about April, May or June. I am extremely proud of this. I've never been so happy with four lines of poetry in my life. Especially since I wrote it IN class a rarity.

Just a little romanticism.

we found truth inside the glow of tiny specs of mayhem.

he likes the sea, he's like the sea.

I study you

Acrylic flowers heavy in the breeze, splayed my hands across piano keys

God lives on my ceiling...

06.2.1st

i spent a month debating over posting this. (constructive) criticism, plzthanks. I wonder if your atoms swim through space/like dark matter tangled in stars

Written for someone very dear.