Poems from words.like.fireflies
darling—
i almost made it out
the house
down the slanted
concrete
steps
i nearly passed the garden gate...
Follow the glowing highway lights.
Maybe you don’t know where you’re going, but someone’s ought to.
That’s why people drive, isn’t it?...
His hair spills around his face like a halo of curls His eyes are dark and careless and captivating They are black holes and I am falling,...
Write what you know, they say.
Write what you know. What do I know?
I don't know how to trust (you can thank my dad for that)
I don't know...
The pain started in his head, bouncing between his ears like a bullet richocheting through a tunnel.
Soon enough the pain slithered down...