Be careful of words, / ... they can be both daisies and bruises.
I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found.
To be without God is to be a snake / who wants to swallow an elephant.
I am teaching... This year it's kind of like having a love affair with a rhinoceros.
Love your self's self where it lives.
Though rain curses the window let the poem be made.