A poem I wrote late the other night in the wake of insomnia, as a plea for the process of writing to put me to sleep.
A poem I wrote recently as a metaphor for life. I was going to make it a significantly longer poem, but it told me that it was finished, and so it was.
A poem I just finished, and for this one, the title says it all.
A poem I wrote tonight about how I would give up everything in the world, but I will not give up on the one I love. Love is everything, and I would take it above all things.
A poem I wrote today about how I am at the point in my life where all of my thoughts are of death but all of my desires are to be more successful than ever, and about how many of my friendships are very one-sided and therefore I question their care for my existence at all as to whether I should die or thrive.
A short story I wrote back in December, not to be confused with the poem of the same name. This is the first story I wrote using my Hanna character, about a day in the life of she and The Boy as they first were falling in love.
A poem I wrote just now, which is a metaphor for waiting until I can again find light and peace in her.
A poem I wrote moments ago about how much I hate time for bringing about change whom I hate most of all for taking away all the good that should last.