Submissions by jessemccoy1991
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Fifteen
Making mixed tapes
in the modern age
to be played
on the chrome stage
88'
digital display
Still afraid
panicked like a junkie on an airplane
Can I say?
Not today
It's just another lie
Fifteen
Social D
passed the elementary.
Bittersweet
9th Street
I know I'm gonna have to leave.
I never told you
I wrote 92 apologies
Dead leaves
Halloween
I never said goodbye
in the modern age
to be played
on the chrome stage
88'
digital display
Still afraid
panicked like a junkie on an airplane
Can I say?
Not today
It's just another lie
Fifteen
Social D
passed the elementary.
Bittersweet
9th Street
I know I'm gonna have to leave.
I never told you
I wrote 92 apologies
Dead leaves
Halloween
I never said goodbye
507 reads
2 Comments
Thank God The Mountains Are On Fire
Thank God the mountains are on fire.
The vagabond smoke clouds of burning trees and communities, though depressing, seem to be smothering the heat cast down by the mid-July sun.
In the right light i can catch a glipse of the forest's cremated bones falling like summer snow.
I'm amazed that these remains have travelled this far down the plains just to settle where some believe dreams go to die.
Dreams like trees combusting in summer heat.
Kerouac said "There's something about a cigar."
So i...
The vagabond smoke clouds of burning trees and communities, though depressing, seem to be smothering the heat cast down by the mid-July sun.
In the right light i can catch a glipse of the forest's cremated bones falling like summer snow.
I'm amazed that these remains have travelled this far down the plains just to settle where some believe dreams go to die.
Dreams like trees combusting in summer heat.
Kerouac said "There's something about a cigar."
So i...
553 reads
2 Comments
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