Writing

I can almost feel the warm Florida sand under my feet from last summer. The sweet sea air tickling our noses. My friends and I rushing to the ocean every morning, swimming for hours and talking over lunch.

There are some in this world who long to be gargoyles 

grotesques and Gorgons with rough, jagged claws 

hides thick and tough as stone 

When someone is sick, we say they're on Death's doorstep.

But aren't we always?

People always act like we're so far away from death.

But really we're not.

as im writing poems i fall in love with them

but as soon as i stop it’s all gone

and i feel like im copying someones work

some idea

i have a zombie face

some don’t understand what that is

i consider that it means that my neutral face is grumpy

that i am perpetually angry or upset

United States Department of Education,

I'd like to start off by saying that this is a matter that has multiple ways of approaching it, discussing it, and evaluating it.