Category: Poetry


  • so they took me down by the river and left me strandedto find any sense in who I am, when I have barely landedthe man they were looking at was just a case to a broken guitarand with nothing important to hold, I must’ve been deemed useless you must’ve been redeemed when you found out…

  • between the trees, I can see you running this wayIโ€™m underneath a rock, with my back turned to the oceanabove the clouds, I can still feel His presence. I walk through this two dimensional world hoping to find something with textureall of our shading is incorrect, and our anatomy is slightly configured in a different…