Tag: poem of the week

A legacy of water Once Imprisoned in a geological Alcatraz inert, helpless, gravity it’s only friend Became an emphatic knife carving through hard Precambrian flesh always under cover of shadow a...

Dissociation feels like my head is stuffed with cotton and I can't hear right. Like trying to have a conversation under water. Muffled. Blurry. Both heavy...

i went to the gym the other day and got hit on by a man over twice my age he asked me about my...