I chew my words at the dinner table, Gather every grain on my plate, Like they are my thoughts, And eat spoonfuls after spoonfuls,...

We knew this would happen, Didn't we? Sooner or later, But it is never soon, Nor later, It just creeps out of nowhere, Slowly but...

I wish you could see, How your words, Scratch my hope, Leaving indents like claw marks, Stealing the little glimmers I try to collect. I...

My city struggles with cold winters, Not because the season is too harsh on the city dwellers, But because, it's not so cold here during...