Poems from alyssa_leavitt
Life is a fresh loaf of bread
A thin layer of butter
Melts into the rounded top,
Strengthening its savor.
The outside is crisp...
The plump couch sits
constantly occupied
but still.
The only audible sound
comes from the blaring
of a well-used TV.
Crumbs clutter the...
My alarm shrieks
and almost robotically
my arms and legs
remove the covers
and put me on my feet.
I fumble across my
squeaky bedroom...
I step out carefully,
feeling,
more than listening,
to the nuance of the music
I let myself linger
reaching out, breathing out
My...
Slippery rocks,
sharp rocks,
sound like shards
of glass
clinking together
as the dogs follow me
up the sandy,
steep slope.
Open sky,...