Poems from hornr
I only half-need poetry
Because I know one word
And what I’m trying to write about
Is that notion of the person referred
To as “pretty”,...
Looking in the rearview mirror
It seems like the only place my eyes can focus
The dust kicked up obscures my vision
I don’t mind it, dry,...
I’ve worn those shoes before
He says, pointing at my bare feet
I don’t understand, I’m not wearing shoes
But his words are soothing
So I...
Let’s put a pin in this discussion,
Save it for a later date
I’m getting tired, and,
As always, words can wait
But hopefully not too long,...
At what point does being happy hurt?
Is it when the corners of my mouth start to twitch,
Having sustained my smile for two hours straight...