Every mistake and miracle
The other side reaches 2 feet at best
I have crawled out from several
If he didn't move the goal post
Breech births are not burdens
They won't see the slight of hand
Shore just glows with more garbage
Fair-weathered friends couldn't brave storms
What's so impressive about a diamond except the mining?
I am writing this from the optometrist waiting room
just a little tired all the time
From seed to root to flower to mulch.
Thick skin is not necessary for survival
A feeling by any other name
An homage to my early morning commute
Blistered proof of perserverence
a new phase of development
learned how to block my peripherals
in the distance floats the promise
Written long ago in between panic attacks.
I no longer wish to be a beacon in the hard times
The weather in places that aren't here.
I scream thank you to my regression of habits.
Prose from a wandering soul
The poem that hallmark cards are missing out on
Smells like bleach and bad vibes
Ignore the gnawed hangnails
Does envying lust cancel out sins?
The bitch in me honors the bitch in you
