To Be Perfectly Loved

I think I write and post poems often because poetry is the kind of writing that comes quickly to me. I can sit down and write poems about almost anything and I could keep on writing and writing because I want to, but not because I feel like I have to. Writing about other things…

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The Green Monster

I have a green monster She lives inside of me She snuck into my body and she filled my heart with need A need to be desired, to be number one– A groan to be remembered, like the days we chased the sun. My little green monster has latched onto my heart She reminds me…

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