I’ll just keep chewing
on pens and ripping papers
to shreds, though I know
it doesn’t have to be this
stupid hard all the damn time.
84/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
Category: Photos
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When you look at me
it gives me so much comfort,
I ease into your
arms and your heart and your life,
and I just don’t want to leave.
83/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
(another) eviction notice
you’ve lived in my head
rent free for thirteen years and
it’s time to go now
82/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year
8/365
Garlic steak poutine and beers at Willibrew with Bobby today.
7/365
One of the few animals I truly love, my best friend’s cat, Mookie. 💚
