Category: Poetry

just as a bicycle rider lifts his rump off the seat when he sees a bump ahead so as not to hate himself later so did she pull back when she sensed he was about to throw himself in front of her like a clingy speedbump who just didn’t know how to let it ride Continue reading Clingy Speedbumps ~ Really Bad Poetry

his voice carried through the bar with a huskiness that was ruff enough to pull a dogsled Continue reading His Voice ~ Really Bad Poetry

her eyes smoldered dark and heavy like the smoldering blackness of coal miner’s lungs after 50 years below ground Continue reading Her Eyes ~ Really Bad Poetry

mitch was for all intents and purposes toast not the buttery kind that calms an upset stomach or angry toddler not the peanutty kind that always falls face down because kids always drop it not the kind that has jam or honey and that is served with tea but not the posh high kind of … Continue reading Mitch the Toast ~ Really Bad Poetry