A night at the lake on a date with a man who knows how to court a woman spare me the jokes will you no really he actually planned out the date with precision and perfection might I add he picked me up in his…

Sometimes I feel we’re on a Möbius strip, A Möbius trip That never ends. Now we’re on one side, And now the other, And it’s always surprising, But always the same.

welcome home, she demanded and dreamed she had wrestled her dog into accepting ten old thank yous to secure everyday silence when taking her child’s Metrocard crying, he never says you are welcome when I lose every gift I have stolen tearing up what silence…

Losing prompts Prompting myself I saw the end At the beginning I see it now again The finish line The ribbon beckons my chest Prompt or no prompt Dear end Here i come

Blue Clouds melancholy storm a bare electrical charge sliding over skin Tracy Plath

Patiently scraping for borrowed time, elusive time Fleeting happy moments out of the 365 A Pariah, a social butterfly nonetheless Guilt, uncoursed, unparalleled Restless nights, cold and solitary Tear-stained pillows; impeccably clean and soap-scented sheets Love inadequacy; stirred from deep slumber but more flammable and…

he had a name – Arnold, from the TV show, Green Acres; he was a black and white pig that just came walkin’ on our place when I was about nine years old; my Grandparents built him a pen and fed him every day, things…

S Is for the stars I long to see L Is for the longing I have for dreams E Is for the east that beckons so beguilingl- E and P is for the people who forwent sleep but soon must crumple Oh Sleep is something…

doom in the terrible room, fucked so much, he went to sleep before we saw the world come together. he had his palms out, sun was radiating against the temple he created, he wanted everything to be in its proper order. I have become a…

Dearest Poets, The Night Is For Sleeping. Not writing, or dreaming, or thinking. The night is not for wild-eyed dreamers whose thoughts wreck havoc. The Night is For Star-crossed lovers who take their lives or for those who are faint of heart The Night is Not for…