Poems from Laurelisnotonfire

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a description of the desert
     the dust settled in the air like an orange fog, reflecting the colors of the desert sunset. normally a dust storm like this would pass...
grown up baby
nine o'clock lets sit and talk tell me everything  atop these rocks   you'll say that youre ready and I'll say "me too" but neither of us...
Hazel Tears: how reading a friend a poem I wrote about addiction taught me that no one is ever truly alone in their day to day battles
It was a Friday night. Warm yellow light, my throat was tight and she gazed at me with hazel fright as I read my own words.   A clump of...
How Writing Taught Me to Speak My Mind When Opening My Mouth Took Too Much Energy (my only emotional outlet and expression of self through suffering with Bipolar disorder)
When sunbeams slash my skin and bird songs burn, these ears that let them in, and earths own turn, flings my feet from the floor till I can...
a moment-a four hour moment i wanted to remember clearly
Third street was an HOV exit. id been mistaken by instinctually exiting right onto seventh avenue. who the hell came up with left exits? ...

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