Not hate, my love, but Love doth bite my tongue
Till I taste stuff that makes my rhyming rough
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: friendship, Julian Talamantez Brolaski, loneliness, love poetry, unsettling
Not hate, my love, but Love doth bite my tongue
Till I taste stuff that makes my rhyming rough
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: friendship, Julian Talamantez Brolaski, loneliness, love poetry, unsettling
You fit into me
like a hook into an eye
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: dark humor, imagery, love poetry, Margaret Atwood, unsettling
I’m A Fool To Love You 0
Some folks will tell you the blues is a woman,
Some type of supernatural creature.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Cornelius Eady, gender, melancholy, music, race, social commentary, unsettling