Poetry Shouting Silently by Eric_Koenig|Published April 18, 2020 I screamed a set at the top of my lungsTo convince myself that I was still hereThe neighbors were louderShare this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published April 13, 2017 Poetry: Free Verse Automatic Poetry There are no ashes for disappointment the intersection of hopes and reality that rarely Meets the way you want The way you […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published May 30, 2017 Ekphrastic: A Bigger Paper Bag Father John Misty possessed by the spirit of Elliott Smith Preaches like a holiday reverend Over rhodes piano riffs and Figure 8s […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published June 19, 2020 A Room Where Nothing Happens Doesn’t Exist Nothing to See Here Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit
Published September 18, 2017 An Apocalyptic The locust of dawn watches its prey It sits in the fields of wheat Grain rising with the golden dawn Of revelation […] Share this:FacebookTwitterReddit