Monthly Archives: April 2017

Untitled: A Poem

I once curated an exhibition for my heart Out of summer wind and sea glass parts I painted the walls with the poems he adored Pinned up old conversations like I could will them to mean more I framed the memory of us at the circus And made sculptures from all novels he had left […]

Word Hermit: A Poem

You asked yourself  a question And you dug up nothing but soil You turn ink into daggers And words into shields You scream at screens and Plead into pages And you can’t remember Who you were Before the world told you Who you should be Let the poets teach me how to breathe Let the […]