National Poetry Writing Month, Day #27

Today’s prompt is to write a poem with long lines… My second thoughts first found me a third of the way through the quarter I tried to stop counting the moment I saw what was happening because my problems always multiply from there no matter how I slice it and the loop dances with infinity Once [...]

My most haunted dream is reserved for who I’ll become if you don’t come back (a poem)

Not much opportunity for writing yesterday, but I did manage this towards the end of the day. A satchel, handle broken Clothes spilled all over the sidewalk I drop all pretense to pick them up I’m the absent-minded man you hear about who says awkward things and has peculiar little habits I’m mechanically inept and vaguely [...]