Shortage: A poem from Legacy

I feel like I'm running out of words. This feeling is an indescribable one, And with irony, for lack of better medium of description I'll try to describe it: Feeling as though you are running out of words It is very much like being forced to become a mute: My speech seems to lighten, Like... Continue Reading →

Stray Cats

Long hair, silky, black, satin, A tiny cat followed me home. He isn't my usual Plump paradise- the one who Came through my window as I slept. He's small and skinny And cries-- creaks like a door hinge. He follows me-- walks me home, walks me to the door And I run inside to fetch... Continue Reading →

Stop

Stop I stopped thinking about your smile, last night. I stopped imagining our relationship passed its expiry date. I’ve learned to remember it as it were and not what it could have been— You with her, me with you, and you with me. I finally let it be what it was and not what it... Continue Reading →

Ghosts

Is it possible for a dead person Who is alive, To be a ghost? Because sometimes I see you, Dark haired and laughing near a train, And you vanish into a stranger Going Northbound. Daddy is that you? Sitting on my bed And tipping over paint cans And opening closed doors, And leaving me coins... Continue Reading →

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