Poems from MsRostykus
GONE AWAY are the days of innocence,
of barefoot wanderers and tie-dye dreams,
lifelong tours in a war they didn’t ask for,
marching home...
Because I miss you,
I’ve cried myself to sleep,
Because they dissed me,
And cut your trust too deep.
Yet, mad as you’ve been at me,
For...
Oh, what a tangled web we weave
When first we practice to deceive!
Telling lies and twisting truth
Is—well, my darling—quite uncouth.
A...
Let them think I’m Oedipus
because my mom was gay.
Let them think I’m into drag
instead of Rocky Horror-like cosplay.
Let them spin their...
To have and to hold my mother once more,
to feel her warmth as I did before.
Her nurturing embrace and sheltering grasp—
time has stolen...