refrigerated milk – a poem

refrigerated milk I poured you a bowl of cereal this morning frosted flakes there was an empty milk jug in the fridge who puts an empty milk jug back into the fridge? as I searched for an alternative I found half and half butter milk and finally a bottle of 1% milk all the way … Continue reading refrigerated milk – a poem

bathroom thoughts – a poem

bathroom thoughts a break from reality in time and space made company by the sound of rushing water day old coffee beans and the whir of the fan above me. This could be anywhere, yet it is here. The wastebasket is overflowing and my hands feel like chalk even though I washed them only an … Continue reading bathroom thoughts – a poem

coloring – a poem

I took a train out of Boston South Station at 9:30 pm I got there an hour early because the restaurant I was in had closed it was sunday and it was snowing. I entered the station and the only¬†place to sit was at a long table inhabited by an old homeless man sleeping, slumped … Continue reading coloring – a poem

displayed – a poem

I sat naked on a block of wood the light glared in my eyes and the brightness combined with lack of sleep made me struggle to keep them open. I stared at one spot until I started to see faces in the wallpaper. the room was mostly silent as people sketched the only sound for … Continue reading displayed – a poem

wrapped – a poem

the room is chilly without your body to warm it. I went to sleep all stretched out taking up the whole bed happy that my neck wasn't being compromised by your arm underneath it or cranked too much to one side to fit my head against your chest. but this morning, I woke up cold … Continue reading wrapped – a poem