Poems from MARs

We're all worms, but I do believe that I'm a glowworm.
I am older than the sky. I can vaguely remember the water separating from the ocean, their beautiful and amicable divorce, to fly towards...
TRIGGER WARNING :: mentions of suicide ::   I think to myself  ‘This feels like drowning,’ As my tears fill my bathtub. This feels like...
I ran today. Not a long, five mile, sweat inducing run, no, I ran to the mailbox. How many years has it been since I last ran? A life of...
These words pour out of me alongside my tears. This poem cuts through me like a dagger. Each verse ages me a few years. I correspond via...
Frost Breathe Heaving through Icicle lungs.   Wind Force Pushing past Frozen bodies. Cold Lush Frostbiten hearts Become acquaintances....

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