The Mousetrap
We were walking home,And you were crying.And sobbing.And bawling.All over my shoulder. You begged me to help save you,Told me
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A Coin Toss
She is like the moon. Beautiful and intelligent, All soft smiles and gentle laughter. You can yell at her, and
“I Love You.”
It slips out of my mouth easily. Pushes past my lips with little protest And I almost forget the weight
Yelling At Deaf Ears
If you breathe my soul,It is stained with guilt.Disgusting with regret,And it carries a sickening stench of memories that haunt
Things That Survive the Inevitable Apocalypse of the Future
a short story***I walk the rubble in my sneakers.The ash in the air is suffocating, and tears form in the
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Homesick Imitation
Goodbye, Normality. You are not mine to keep. Normality is an illusion. What is normal for the predator, Is not
Lost Again
Where are we? Nostalgia clouds my vision It’s blurry Wipe ocean from my eyes Rivers from my cheeks I’m being
Not yet corpses, still we
Rot. I smell something rotten. It’s foul, drifting from somewhere and from nowhere I try to follow it But it’s
“How could you joke at a time like this?” I think that all you really ever wanted was a reason
B flat
These words scrawled hastily upon my soul Embedded in the empty spaces Where you used to be I’ve heard it