The night we danced Fleeting yet timeless Eyes locked, we glanced Euphoric yet crimeless   Swiftly we moved away  From the piano and bar We looked for our gateway And...

Bitten by the crude cold Feathers lay ruffled and daunting Encapsulated, sullen in stiffness  A cloak of bleak, freezing white Both bitter yet sorrowful Warmth shines in to savor the taste Hitting...

Brush my cheek the wind, I breathe in its soul, rooting, Just as fall leaves drift.

Dublin Adams: I Am I am Dublin Aine-Noelle Adams.I am special, with imagination.I wonder if Nenu will come back.I hear a weird hmmm-like noise.I see dead people.I want Sun and Moon, the daycare attendants. I...

    My art remains solemn; it’s lurking behind Rejecting falter I turn    To inspire, I must gnaw on perfection   Regressing in a sense of self, my painted urn  Rejecting falter I stare,...

Profound ennui Rings within the winter pond From undisturbed stones   I reach in and grab Though slippery coat of moss To ripple water

Looking upon the tough, Blue Shield in pain, My lover’s life is cresting the dark west Now, I pray for milk from the beast’s breast— Knowing her passing propels the shield’s gain. Contracts...

God in the attic,                             God breathing like a thousand wings inside the                             confinements of your head. The hollowed out  ...

I did the laundry today. I finally did the laundry, and I found myself wondering why so many people (and I’m not excluded) feel themselves longing for a partner like socks whose matches have...

An epidemic plagues the modern-day Of art that's made without a shred of taste- Assaults my mind and ears in every way An earnest artist talentless is waste.   This art to which I never...