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...