A mother weeps for her murdered son.
In the distance a church burns...

We decided to head to the park after eating...
Though long past, we relived our childhood...

I watch the world roll by my window
as I sit...

Two people onstage.
Only one dances...

I counted them.
I officially have twenty-three mosquito bites...

I have decided.
Tonight will be the night that I cut my heart out...

It is like bittersweet chocolate.
No... that isn't right...

The first thing she did today
was to yank a chair out from underneath Mary...

Why did you fall, my child?
Because there was no one there to catch me...

My heart hurts.
I can't decide if it's an ache...

I got dressed in the dark this morning.
It was raining pretty hard...

It's only just occurred to me.
My poems are like my own handmade pieces of...