Poems from Dirah
I think one of the most amazing days in my life was the day I was told that my writing was art. When people hear “art” they think Van Gogh...
Don’t
let an
outsider try to
ever tell you how
you are supposed to feel
as if...
Early morning regrets from the erupting volcano of the night before bear no memories to our wandering bodies. There was enough to destroy...
I live on waves of your expressions with nary a time to relax, for I must stay
afloat to forever hold your grasp.
A kiss, a murmur, a 2am...
We feed on stolen moments and dark nights in the hopes of finding a normal we know doesn't exist
When the lights go out on the corner (...