Poems from carlyrb6

I stare at the screen. My curser blinks on an empty word document  and I feel my mind rumble in frustration. Today the words will not come...
Starting college has been pretty fucking hard if I'm going to be honest with you.   Going from straight A's to struggling for C's when I've...
Life is not a poem. Any irony, foreshadowing, or rhyme scheme is accidental. You can’t read out my life in neat little stanzas and peal...
I danced in this great and ancient forest that have had grown over the course of centuries- leaving half eaten morsels of it’s decaying...
We sit together, holding worn and too real pages that smell of Egypt: cool and crisp against our fingertips.   We hum our individual...

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