Three in the Morning
You are the ghost in my attic. My family is convinced that you mean me no harm. Maybe even that you're like fae And I should leave you...
Apr 51 min read
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Midwestern Cities
The other half of me craves nature, Turns up their nose at the grey Minnesota spring. But me, I'm happy with the patchwork The swathes of...
Apr 22, 20241 min read
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Ode to Lexapro
You beautiful little saviors Scored down the middle like sourdough loaves Tempering the storm that brews in my brain Composing brash...
Apr 12, 20241 min read
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You Have Time
You overworked and overwrought student Grasping at joys as small as a bargain bin fountain pen Smudging your decade of laboring With an...
Apr 10, 20241 min read
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Birdbrain
You line your nests with strips of cloth Stars and stripes of nylon comfort, That you'll choke down before you cross the bridge, Like we...
Apr 9, 20241 min read
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F*cking on Cannabis
A trio of obscene haiku Sparkling and mind-numbed The body sings with static And begs you to move. What is this except An animal mind...
Apr 9, 20241 min read
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Brunch
Brunch is my thanksgiving, my bacchanal. It is a lovely occasion to be able to lie in, and still convince your friends that you have...
Apr 7, 20241 min read
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