Poems from Martinbeck524
The first time my mother cursed at me,I wasn’t sure I heard her rightas if the flaming boulders soaring from her mouth were a delirium,a...
My anxiety is not one of pray and tell,It is not buck tooth quaky shaky kneesIt is not a quarter on saleor a dog full of fleas
It is...
My history is written between the lines.You see, I come from a long line of keep your head down, do not tell them what you are.I come from...
Sometimes I like to think in even numbers
because Prime numbers tend to lend a connotative tone
Sometimes when I close my eyes to slumber
I...
Sometimes I like to think in even numbers
because Prime numbers tend to lend a connotative tone
Sometimes when I close my eyes to slumber
I...