Poems from a_humphrey

I like statistics and I’m relying on data, my logic is probably the lunchroom is full of a couple dozen gay kids thinking damn, I hate how...
how terrifying how exhilarating how dreadful how free: to be a lost colony, to leave your mark on the world carved into a tree and then to...
today i went looking for scholarships, hoping to cash in on the wealth the media has told me will be freely granted to me  by virtue of my...
it happens every other time you see yourself in the mirror you feel like a ghost trapped in a cadaver sometimes tied down limb by limb...