Poems from sallie-and-the-stars
he lived the way it snows in mid-October
when the slivers of the moon float down from the clouds
into the transparent haze that we call...
they sky is crying today.
thrashing gusts of angry wind
and my mind is a kaleidoscope
crossed in a multitude of colors.
subtle, subtle, subtle,
the only word that helps.
because last year was only four hours ago
and four hours ago is only a decade away from...
there was a time when i sat in her kitchen.
i ate cookie dough straight out of the bowl.
and She did too
i explored every topic of...
remember when I first said hi?
we were smiling in a stinky middle school band room,
a layer of spit over the carpet and our words
...