Poems from Kaitlyn K
I would take the stairs for you,
my dear.
I would watch the sunrise with my eyes closed for you,
my darling.
I would leave my camera at...
To see a place,
to watch its people
walk around
with their Tesco bags
and their baguettes
and their pretty smiles
is nice.
To hear a...
She stares
out the window pane
with the flowers in her cold hands.
Slowly the petals drop
and with them
her face disappears down into...
It’s in the way I see shapes in the clouds.
It’s how I feel when the sun kisses the horizon good night.
It’s when the bride and groom...
They drive me
like a clean cut Lambo
down the A1A
with my hair in the wind
insane.
They make me
like a dishwasher
violently correcting...