Month: September 2017
THIS IS A POEM ABOUT BRIGHT TERRORS AND SPILLED BAGS IN PARKING LOTS 9.20.17
THIS IS A POEM ABOUT CRACKED EGGS AND WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE WRITING IS FINISHED 9.19.17
THIS IS A POEM ABOUT TUBULAR SLIDES AND REBIRTHS 9.18.17
THIS IS A POEM ABOUT ESCAPE PLANS AND SPIDER CORPSES AND THOSE WHO MAKE MISTAKES 9.17.17
THIS IS A POEM ABOUT UNCIVILIZED ADULTS AND BLIND CHILDREN WHO ARE LEFT UNATTENDED 9.16.17
THIS IS A POEM ABOUT CANNED BEANS AND AGENTS OF DESTRUCTION 9.15.17
THIS IS A POEM ABOUT INFINITE SILENCES AND EQUATIONS OF CATASTROPHIC GRIEF 9.14.17
The Deconstruct 