The Month of Remember
· poetry
February 31st Is my birthday in an alternate universe The last of the unimportant days From there I make my...
February 31st Is my birthday in an alternate universe The last of the unimportant days From there I make my...
Poverty and despair No one seems to care Everything seems fair Until it’s You down there No one gives a...
The sun touches my face fondly As the wind plays the leaves with light fingers My world moves around me...
Jackhammer clangs and metallic slams Concrete booms and I-beam whams Fighter jets scrape their way up — up — up...
Today I took a turn down a dark alleyway It was dark and grey and reeked of filth and decay...