That Feeling You Get (An Ode to Dads)
One day i was feeling frisky and creative and nostalgic, so i decided to do a little freeverse. then i decided to expand it. so, enjoy!
Transgressions
My transgressions move me through the chaos that is the world I grow and move in and out on a daily basis of which there is no end of struggles and happiness and falls are a common place where my ancestors have gotten up and kept going if only to hit...
Freeverse Poetry I
the metal is tiny to hold it in your fist is to risk cuts before you are ready but to hold it out is to risk discovery static breaks apart everything will break and there is nothing that will stay if only we could stay, one more day, i have...