Virgin Matrimony 

Today I'm sharing my first "serious" poem. I wrote it when I was 14, maybe 13. "What makes a poem 'serious,'" you ask? Well, it depends on the person. I suppose any real poem takes meter and rhythm into account, as anything else would be prose with randomly-occurring line breaks. I wasn't particularly learned in … Continue reading Virgin Matrimony¬†

Poem: Mary Anne

This poem was originally published in Breadcrumb Scabs. Mary Anne, you are my favorite lover you read from your book of poems, your poison thick as honey and as hard to swallow as bile and after reading a linguistic murder weapon sick enough to rival Plath and kill her twice you look up at me … Continue reading Poem: Mary Anne