Learning to PoutA little boy sat on the train: He counted sheep inside his brain, He kicked his feet he tapped his pen, His mother shooshed him once again.
EnigmaFor me the sovereign bends the knee. But honour me, and you I’ll serve. In ways in which you cannot see, In ways I deem you to deserve. I am the …
What the Tide Brought InIt wasn't driftwood or jellyfish, not rope or cracked plastic, not the usual ghosts of summer---
Because I Would Not Stop for DeathBecause I would not stop for Death He made a bed for me, Inside my cell there was a bell If nurses were of need. We held a wake my friends brought …
TumbleRumble rumble round we go: To ride the highs, negate the lows. Mundane inane, intrigue, awe ⸺ Routine’s comfort, glossed or raw. Tumble tumble …
BrotherWe entered the world with a bang— a hot knot of plasma and awe, siblings packed tighter than quarks in the nursery of our mother’s arms. …
Neutron Star MechanicsNeutron‑Star Mechanics Binding Energy There is a pressure in you that no vacuum can relieve. No corridor in space is safe from the weight you carry; …
Day of the MatthewsWhispers chase me down the school halls: “What kind of girl is called Matthew at all?” “Her parents so woke, just a name to …
Unit 012: Awkward friendless weird gay child.I put my gay inside a box. The tidy boy with the corduroy pants that trend forgot ...