Getting over what you did to me is not why I get out of bed anymore.

Getting over what you did to me is not why I get out of bed anymore.

It was terrible when a single conversation with someone determined your whole future relationship.

I do think that all of us think in poems.

When allowed to return to the class, your feelings of humility and lonesomeness will render you a much finer student and person.

What did exclusivity ever have to offer but a distorted, unrealistic view of the world? People who stuck only to their own kind were scared people.

Poetry calls us to pause. There is so much we overlook, while the abundance around us continues to shimmer, on its own.