Taking Notes in English They said they liked high school fine, and at least no one died while they were there. My insides clenched and I thought of you, Andrew. Dead dead dead, kick the stone all you want but he can’t feel a thing. Cut me open, display my insides to the ceiling, snip … Continue reading Poetry Friday: Taking Notes in English
Empty Picture frame, lifeless shell without a name. All your friends look just the same. Blank. Crystal vase, simple curves and heavy base. Flowerless, you hide your face. Hollow. Diamond ring, round a finger you would cling. Unworn, you don’t mean a thing. Abandoned.