Hard to love the world
Shattered glass strewn haphazard in dusty piles of lost opportunitiesKneeling amidst the wreckage Scraped knees, hunched shouldersUnseeing eyes staring blankly, unfocused, half-closedThe audible sound of pounding heartThump thumpThumpThump thumpInterspersed with ragged breathing Each inhale shorter than the one beforeEach exhale accompanied by watery gasps A keening, half-sobHalf-resigned sighReach down to pick up a larger piece […]
I suppose you’ll do
Squinted eyes peer through parted drapes The darkness ill-illuminated in suburban streets A half-hearted growl escaping bared teeth Indecision Unable to determine if the approaching shadow Is friend or foe Body tense Neck hairs standing on edge, tail curled in agitation Short, rapid breaths escape As a palpable anxiety rises like the wafting steam from […]
Twelve Thirty One Twenty Twenty Five
This is a prompt I made last year towards the end of the year. As the end of the year approaches, many people write down a list of resolutions that they hope to keep during the following year. Instead of listing out all the things you want to accomplish, pretend it’s December 31st 2025. Write […]
Monologophobia
The prompt for this poem was to write something with no repeating words. This was my attempt. Predilection towards brevity Succinctness impossibly bound by language Predisposed to glaring incomprehensibility Lacking sufficiently diverse expression From whence concise communication might flourish Long-winded rambling necessitates itself Verbose properties challenging linguistic mastery Oppositional desires war between brief exchanges And […]
My love affair with books
Six days after my eleventh birthday, I was shuffled into a van by a social worker for the state of New York and brought to what would be my home for the next two years, one month, and eleven days. Located in (relatively) upstate NY, Mount Pleasant Cottage School is a residential treatment center that […]
Dear Johnnie
At the time of this writing, I was 98 days sober. The week prior my therapist encouraged me to write a goodbye letter to alcohol. I was encouraged to write like alcohol was a person. I ended up writing to Johnnie Walker, because red label was my drink of choice. It ended up coming out […]
I can close my eyes, it’s alright
I wrote this in a poetry club meeting, where the prompt included listening to You Can Close Your Eyes by James Taylor. I created this prompt: “For me, this song reminds me of someone who made me feel like no matter what happened, no matter what catastrophe, no matter what situation I was in, everything […]