Poems from allisonvantilborgh
It’s been three years now
And I still think of you when I stare into my right wall
When I feel a breeze fall against my neck
When I see the...
Dear God,
I’m in a funny spot
I call it funny because I’m laughing out my mascara
I know You’re here
I know You can hear me breathing...
writing’s gotten harder than it used to be
leaves thickening,
stars playing games
with the sticks they throw at me
sticks attached to me--...
Often I forget I’m often distractedBy laughs and pop quizzes and blue ribbons
Words on a paperThat tell me in drumbeats“You almost have it...
I wish I was better at runningI have a tendency of walkingInto coffinsInto graveyards I was never meant to tendThe moment I feel most alone...