Something Industrial
something industrial
something industrial
Think of the world as poetic in itself. Nothing needs be added by me to turn the flowers into ferocious …
The room is white. A single vanity light hovers over the mirror. Her hennaed hand caresses the blue jewel, drops …
Scott McMillan three years old, he is the child who scribbles outside the lines on one day, killed by his …
Something was needed a weight bearing substance, strong backs. Only children answered the call. Only children stepped forward. Only children …
I have plagiarized myself to create this poem. Some of the lines come from other poems I have written. The …