Poems from mothlamp

21. Going to college. Writing and hoping.
Daedalus shows him how to shave, Teaches where the razor glides smooth, shows him where his adam’s apple will grow. It’s a simple task, one...
Crayons break in your hands and scatter, Streak across paper, smudge across your desk But when it’s time to clean up, there is a song, and...
I’ve been living on this island for as long as I can remember. My arms span out like anchor, untethered My body this boat to swing across...