Poems from artlee1820

We’ve stated concerns about the fears of violence in our halls, then waited silently as we burn. For some reason dress codes are stricter...
The child of dirt and water his heart wandered lost amid throngs of overcoming thoughts and dreams and obscured the gradients of mountain...
Dear Grandmother, The last time I remember seeing you happy, was when I was too young. One hand a shopping cart, the other hand reaching...
  I stand barren until very late spring in a yard of evergreens and hundred-year oaks young and a stick figure, not enough rings under my...
Deep blue. The chilly dark sea I sleep in. Jellyfish surround me like a grove of pink roses, caving me in. Petal soft. A levitating...

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