Poems from Trey Allan Knarr
If my silence was any indicationit was only a sign that you talked too much
And the fact that I did not detestwas only a sign that I...
I spoke alone and then I thoughtWhat are we here if notone hundred thousand peoplewaiting on something newsomething differentsomething...
Your raw, unfettered beautyglancing back toward the camera
She is stopped in time
An outstretched hand to adjust your hairand another to...
in constructing these images was a lengthy process of self-awareness, rejection, and acceptance, coming to terms with the fragility of...
The whirr of electric life is electric thoughtblurred by mathematicsconfounded by chemistrydisgruntled by retrenchmentinhaling a textbook...