Poems from yokonotono
I’m scared of losing my ability to write
Like the way essays seem to escape me right before i have an idea
My fingers smell like vomit...
The woman standing about 15 feet away from me is wearing a dress
Black i’m assuming from the edge around her coat
The weather outside is...
Ain’t about that life, ain’t about them drugs
I used to be and i wanted to snort coke
Wanted to smoke weed like a hood rat
Didn’t though...
my name is yoko because my mom said she talked to a fortune teller
i imagine the teller hunchbacked
old and ears like elves
but eyes warmed...
Do you think breathing is a part of feeling because I certainly do
I think at some point the air in my lungs will give out and deflate and...