Stories tagged with "free verse"

  • twigs for a birdhouse

    history is yanking the hairs off of my arms. mountains progressively shift in my sight. a lark? a never ending battle between…

  • Please don't..

    Please don’t say you have to leave.
    Don’t say the words you know will crush what’s left of my broken heart.
    I can say I don’t…

  • Behind

    The word in itself
    Is but a word
    But the person behind it
    Is a life.

    The person behind the eyes
    Is the person inside.
    Who th…

  • The Great Romance of the World Traveller

    It was obviously the bed, I thought,
    sleeping diagonally
    one more night,
    it was obviously the bed and I said
    when I think of…

  • depressing statistics

    I do not like to think
    that I can write an equation
    for your personality
    and mine
    multiplied by some human constant
    divided b…

  • my life is a repressed british drama

    I’m used to feeling the want of the feel of your arms
    and the way you were warm
    and wanting to want the feel of your arms
    and…