Oxygen

The Dandelion.

Existing

Hammocking

I Miss Ya

I miss you I miss walking to Suffolk with you I miss us buying freezit drinks at that old man’s corner And if we were rich and...

Running Late

In the morning I woke up, I was slightly late, so I ran in haste. But something would have to keep me up. A nice breakfast –...

Snow is Disgusting: a Reverse Poem

(to be read forwards and backwards) Snow is disgusting And I pity those that say Snow is magical and beautiful For I know that Those delicate, soft flakes freeze Like...

Little Mystic – Poem by Iain Carlos ’20

To sit in a cave and hear sound begot of sound The gorgeous echo. A caterpillar Bursts out of its chrysalis Now a butterfly. I am a moonpointer I am a...

Two Poems

You broke me Your back drinks in the moonlight as you rearrange my pieces Through the Wall It’s okay if you don’t have a language because I like the way you...