Poems from Josiah Peabody
Have you ever loved so much it hurts? I have. It's the worst. Take a step back before you attack because the usual explanation is what this...
I'm out. I'm out. Hearing words like clout. Can't stop wondering what that's about. It will probably just pass, without a doubt. I think I'...
I'm on top of it. Actually, it's quite the opposite, but I won't admit that. I'll pocket it. I'll locket it. Throw it in the ocean. Tie a...
Some write full of anger, fury, or strife. I write from my everyday life. I have emotions that I say are sharper than a knife. Either way,...
Red is in my head, but I would rather her next to me instead of stuck in my head when I lay down in bed. Enough said. I must make the...