Poems from Callforthunder

I saw a river in her stretch marks It was beautiful I knew if I travelled long enough  I'd find her delta The place where she began.  Her...
If my heart were a train I wouldn't call her Thomas Thomas was plucky and steady And she feels like the shakiest thing about me. If I'm...
I need a backwards mirror. Something so that maybe, instead of what you see reflected back at you, you see me. Instead of the words you...
I know girls who move like the wind over waves And boys who sing like the pirates That sailed them so long ago. I know a place Where tire...