Poems from phantomofthebookstore

The first love poem Inscribed on a clay tablet By Sumerians Does not speak of Candy hearts or kisses or Perfumed nothings That make your...
My dreams crash silently like breaking porcelain. Tight fat and sinew stretch above the milky balls of my eyes, Reaching for heights they...
Unwanted memories. Chew and swallow them. There is no erasing them no matter how hard you try to. They linger. The taste of tears and old...
I’m always losing things,But not always because I’m forgetful.People’s trust and special ringsAre not easily misplaced. I’m always losing...
Ironically, the walls were yellow.As the days passed, the unbroken flat colorForced its way into my retinasUntil I saw even the...

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