February Lies

Listen, can you hear us, pouring our heart’s grief into the keyboard? clackity-clack-clack my nails tap a peppy drum beat, staccato and quick– that way, the eavesdropping neighbors next door’ll never know the song’s so sad. But it’s there, it lives on– if my words could guide you through the dance routine they’d yank yourContinue reading “February Lies”

One of my favorite quotes

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed” -Ernest Hemingway* In a more modern sense, I suppose for this poem I will sit down at my keyboard and bleed:) (and if you enjoy this post, I will always appreciate a pizza) *** Hydrogen peroxide graciously gets outContinue reading “One of my favorite quotes”