Late Nights
I can’t live with myself, But who else will put up with me. I can’t leave well enough alone, But I also can’t just let…
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I can’t live with myself, But who else will put up with me. I can’t leave well enough alone, But I also can’t just let…
There once was a young girl whose mother was gravely ill and whose father was an arrogant asshole. He did not care about the woman…
I was the one man standing up to save the world from Satanist Aliens; that’s how bad things got. I used to be a family…
*** Words matter, and incessant arguments can be the death of a relationship. This poem describes that sad situation. *** You have stored Such lousy ammunition…
It was February or March when Stranded met Kingston for the first time online at 9 pm. At first, he was in love with Anna.…
So many of us know the pain of losing a loved one. I write in empathy with you. Whilst everyone’s hurt is different, that we…
I am at a loss. There is so much to say but the upset stifles the creativity, maybe later? Meanwhile, a short poem with all…
“As they say, ‘Better Late Than Never’, whatever that means?” Alfred said to his wife. He wasn’t sure if she understood. She gave no sign.…
The chair’s been empty for years. None of you know I’ve stuck around—how could you? Perhaps you’ve felt me as a icy chill pass over…
The water was still, not a creature stirring in the dark depths of the ocean. It was a peaceful, silent scene. Then, off in the…
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