Friday, February 24, 2012

Gatsby




Tuesday, February 14, 2012

"Featherless"- A Poem


Well, Emily was wrong 

Hope turned out to be featherless

The darling girl’s corset must

Have been too tight

And caught the better of her

For I am still too alone

For my own good and

Deserve more than some

Delicate, fragile feathers.

I deserve something able to

Withstand the weight of endless storms,

And even an apocalypse for that matter

There’s got to be some concrete 

In the equation somewhere

In order for things to function 

To the likes of my bulletproof heart.