Nothing Stays - HaikuLife tastes soft and sweet Death appears close, cold, and near Both pass like a breeze
A poem line-by-line explainedThe poem is a first person account of the heartache and sadness felt by a speaker who appears to be not Millay herself, but the persona of an older woman. She can no longer remember the lovers of her past. What lips my lips have kissed, and where,... See More » (+1)
Off the top of my head, these are my feelingsI need some encouragement, I don’t know what I’m doing I can’t imagine a future I can’t do this Am I even doing the right thing? Am I going the right way? Am I going to be okay? What should I do? I can’t calm down I’m a trans man and I am gay... See More »
I WAS A TEENAGE VOODOO (a poem by me)wellll I was a teenage VOODOO i say you better be aware WELL I WAS A T..TEENAGE V..V..VOODOO i say your in for a scare YEAHH my mommy was a feast HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHA .....A TEENAGE VOODOO .......... I JUST DOOO . it made me... See More »
garbage talker (poem by me)you better watch your step you will get your goose cook so you better watch your step ohhh Papa mow mow Papa mow mow garbage talker you better know what you're getting into I'm like a headless chicken with a chainsaw am not messing you better know it... See More »
can I see your junk? (a poem by me)OHHHHHHHHH babe what is that stuff? what are you hiding in there? ohhh can I see your junk? are you an alien? oh baby well it make me high? ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh show me baby can I see your junk? ohhhhhh baby please please please can I see your junk?... See More »
“ Heroine ”And somewhere in between thoughts and realizations.. I knew why I didn’t look further your way last autumn The truth is already sitting there… I was just a beggar trying to make a space on your streets Thinking a spot in the front can be dedicated... See More »
Thousand formsAs I ran through the years of time, you followed me in a thousand forms. You were a shadow on an old wall, a quiet voice in the evening’s calm. And when I was almost left alone, you returned in a thousand forms. In half-forgotten words of a song,... See More »
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