Poems from rebaedwards
Always grumbling over small anthills,
anteaters in the Andes Mountains could do no more with what you’ve given.
Rooting around in the...
Always grumbling over small anthills,
anteaters in the Andes Mountains could do no more with what you’ve given.
Rooting around in the...
An immense feeling
of loneliness
rushed over me
after a long
night of passion.
Nothing could be
done
once it was over.
I had to write it...
Anything could set me off at this point
I’m starting to loose my cool.
Am I going to have to call my ex
and set things straight?
In my...
Everybody’s running to their social media outlet to spout
about
their thoughts
on gun violence.
But how quickly do we
forget about the “...