He was never articulate,
educated yet unimaginative.
He knows this.
He knows I know this.
It is not that I expect poetry
over prose. I am the writer… 244 more words
3 hours, 36 minutes
her eyes were open,
but dark and clouded.
He convinced himself she saw him.
He convinced himself her arms moved,
He wrapped her in his jacket, 206 more words
1 day, 3 hours
Elizabeth Jay Edevane
My heart is intrusive magma,
Cooling beneath the earth,
Exposure makes me turn to stone,
Safe and hidden.
There may be crystals in me… 62 more words
2 days, 8 hours
A lighthouse does not shine every day,
only when the fog is thick
and the storm is rough
and once the waves have subside it returns… 129 more words
4 days, 3 hours
a few haiku
under an inch of snowthe outline of a ladder
4 days, 10 hours
He is in love before he ever arrives on the bus. I know it. I might not want to admit it to myself, but in my gut, I know. 2,210 more words
5 days, 4 hours
The awkwardness of the steering wheel presses against thighs
as if to balance the round world between my legs
with the intention to snap.
You were shy smiles and lowered eyes… 176 more words
6 days, 5 hours