Favorite Poems of Kate
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We used to dream of battles won
Now truths slump heavy on our tongues... -
How does one ignore
The urge to take her hand... -
Armed with all our pain and our misgivings
Love's found in the impermanence of living... -
I feel a bit of envy
for the bones in my backyard... -
your soul loses her posture as you
hunch to type the words you failed... -
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time stains my hands like turmeric—i...
of it, like ridding it would absolve me of me my... -
April, a month of hunger and renewal, licks my...
with its warmth, drooling rain & snow over me... -
There is something inside my
body that makes my bones... -
As a scared child,
you were never told it was... -
They ask me why I write about the future
like it has already happened... -
I've been here before,
but I couldn't tell you... -
you drape wings
with the petals of... -
The tea is strong in the morning,
making up for the leftover mascara... -
I woke from a gruesome nightmare
this morning; the mirror laughed... -
I'll hold you like the stars
Hold the moon in space... -
I house your disappointments
Here, behind cold bars of aching bone... -
You complete me so
because I am nothing and... -
I become a profligate writer in all matters of...
I'm compelled to start a religion, write all the... -
The cruelest is yet to come—you’re incapable...
is that too bold of me to claim... -
I cram bits of the loneliness in letters—I...
stamp them, get dressed in a nice outfit, and make... -
Stay with me, darling
Though night is endless... -
blood is crystalizing within your veins,
as if it’s mastering the art of sculpting... -
You fluttered, silk and black
Green shimmering across your wings... -
Each time you might fall
All broken and scarred... -
If I am all the things I love,
Then I am you and none of me... -
Give me your hand and I will pour
Soul, splashing into you... -
I am a star, collapsing
For far too long I've played pretend... -
I slip quietly from conversations
to taste the lonely air outside... -
I don't think nobody, knows you like I do
To anticipate emotions that you share... -
When I see your beauty
All my words flow... -
I'd forgotten what it's like to tumble
unceremoniously to the ground, arms tied... -
The autumn sun touched the
nape of my neck, today... -
you inhabit me. every breath taken is drawn to the...
you florally scent the air, and the irony is not... -
I find you in the saffron
stars, scintillating in my... -
I thought of you tonight, acknowledged
for the first time in months that there's... -
There’s too much blood here, too much blood to...
in any meaningful way – I spill poetry, and it... -
I regret most of our conversations,
especially the important ones... -
The nights are starting to stretch into early
evenings – where there once was a boundless... -
a little past midnight, and i'm spilling again -
in a drunken stupor, and i'm spilling all the... -
When the dawns’ light fleetingly fades
Im forced to sleep through the pain... -
Sweet memories fill my head of what we use be
Reminiscing on the good times we shared... -
with time dressing all wounds leisurely,
do you think memories are nocturnal... -
you cup soft breath in your palms,
offering it to the stars as an exchange... -
i used to think i could find home by
tracing your fingers back to where... -
sometimes i think there’s a palace tucked away
between your lips; a house of hummingbirds... -
love crescendos at three a.m. when thoughts of you
course through my pores – i dream of you... -
The look in my eyes is there, you're just blind to...
The tone of my voice is clear, but you're deaf to... -
There's earthquakes between my
eyes and I can't even knock... -
Hello, my name is Daniel,
and I'm infatuated with puzzles... -
winter begets silence as the sparrows
struggle for warmth, the slowly-dying...
