Writing

Man at desk with black birds
["Asgardian Seagulls," digital art by cedar, YWP]
  • I'm here

    I'm sorry

    I won't say why

    because we both know

    and we're both handling it differently

    but I'm here

    I'll be here for a very long time

    so if you need me

    just tell me

    okay?

    I'm here for you.

  • Suffocation

    I fell

    The ground didn't catch me, though

    and I'm still falling

    suffocating in my own sadness and grief

    in shared sadness and grief, actually

    except that it hit you harder

    because you were closer to her

  • Missing

    I didn't even realize how old she was

    and she's not even my cat

    and I didn't know her all that well

    but I'm still crying

    because she's not going to be there anymore

  • You were there

    You were there.

    You were always there.

    You were there for me

    When I couldn't be there

    For myself.

    You took care of me.

    You came running and jumping onto my bed

    When I cried -

  • School Year

    Describe your school year in a short or long poem. What went wrong, your most memorable moments, what will stick with you. If your graduating, how does that feel?

  • stone in the soup

    It's late when I pull into this town. the square is lively as my car sputters stop feet away from vision.

    its a party. the people of the town running around and around and around, with carrots potatoes tomatoes everything the town has