Napkin poems
Could you please shut the fuck up?
SOME BIPOLAR TYPE SHIT AT THE PARK
Holding the bong
14,000 energy drinks
Worrying about doing a poetry reading at Barnes & Noble
some evening in March at the coffee shop
A moth in the park
The toilet water is tears
My refrigerator said I was going to die
Reverse Rumi
a man gives himself
VOMIT
