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It’s not much of a rhyme But it’ll have to do Cuz here is the “why” For all my “I love you”s For not yelling at me When I’m...

The texture of the cherry wood pew comforts me as I begin to think of life and you dear brother. Red candle holders make me feel at ease as ...

To begin with a cliché or two..... I miss you so much that it physically hurts. Being here without you is like living without a limb. o...

It happened quite quickly. I knew what had happened as soon as it had. It happened in the afternoon. As commuters got on and off the...

Produce, meat, and dairy, rows and rows of nutriment, meals the housewife is planning planning to make her husband, preparation for her...

Lush blueberries ripe ready to be devoured, blue as the coast line. Tumbled fire drifts piles of color ready splashing leaves in f...

From loneliness you learn how to be alone From laughter you learn how to smile From the poor you learn how to give and from children you ...

An exercise i tried before writing something new, turns out it was better than the piece i wrote: Halfway hallucinating happiness on holid...

This morning I was watching the sun rise and preparing to change lives red and white lights flashed by and my ears were assaulted with a waa...

This house is empty and echoes remain

It snuck up on me, that lyrical twisting and entwining and somersaulting Suddenly it was poetic and I admit, abashedly, that I was not think...

Nobody really knows The pain she feels when she goes to bed The things we see when it's all in our heads But I know I know I know. There...

Sweet birdy, "Can I call you?" "Yes but not now, I'm still finishing a pint" she calls anyway "Listen, I'm ...

Another sunset on this city, Your memory melts Into overexposed evenings Spent drowning in gin But Every time you walk Through that doorway ...