Graduation Day I wrote a poem about this—  —This feeling once, you know? How our ties would suddenly disappear But that… that was a...

“I’m Fine” I don’t just want to see someone’s face I want to know their shadow too The food they like or shows they hate Or maybe...

Green Never was there life Besides these plants in their pacts An entire living society? No, left only were their tracks    Whatever...

Flashback Just for a second, you look up Swear that something was there Though, everytime you look back There’s nothing to see but air   You...