Poems from Callforthunder
I saw a river in her stretch marks
It was beautiful
I knew if I travelled long enough
I'd find her delta
The place where she began.
Her...
If my heart were a train
I wouldn't call her Thomas
Thomas was plucky and steady
And she feels like the shakiest thing about me.
If I'm...
I need a backwards mirror.
Something so that maybe,
instead of what you see
reflected back at you,
you see me.
Instead of the words
you...
I know girls who move like the wind over waves
And boys who sing like the pirates
That sailed them so long ago.
I know a place
Where tire...