Poetry Smash by Eric_Koenig|Published April 18, 2018 Sometimes, among the granular stars when someone smashes a hi-hat like some jazz short-form and all I see is infinity It’s nice to stop for a moment and forget myself.Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published April 18, 2020 Shouting Silently I screamed a set at the top of my lungsTo convince myself that I was still hereThe neighbors were louder Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published October 2, 2017 Haiku monarch flies, wing stretched orange and black delicate wind’s dominion sighs Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published June 30, 2017 Archives: Gold & Black My heart shattered against the earth and when it broke the wound overflowed with love’s blood like […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit