Willard

fourteenth poem catching up my napo I want to jaywalk at night and skip until my legs separate at the crack.

I have been writing daily, but I have a bunch of brain dabblings from dinner yesterday on my phone that I don't feel like posting and there's a new poem ...

Submission .....ooooooooEEEEUUUUUUOOOOOGAAAAAAAEEEEEEUUUUGGGHHHHH...... That is a metaphor for a whale, presumably swimming or sinning, but not beached. Beached whales omit odors in a sixty mile radiu

Thirteenth poem Didnt feel like posting one yesterday, heres my poem from today entitled Seven Deadly Fins with edits from my girlfriend.

twelfth poem written yesterday, didn't feel like posting. Do I understand the kitsch of a dying adolescence, or does it not make sense like the Douglas Tigers Junior Varsity Basketball ...

eleventh poem I dream of 17 hour flights in which only one earbud actually works, and none of the music I listen to is in mono. I tried to play ...

tenth poem my penpal from Nebraska would send me drawings of roses made out of corn. they're as tall as a tree and their heart pumps more blood than mine, ...

ninth poem Parties; I don't want to get drunk and watch movies, but I want to plaster my lips on the face that is projected over mine, sloppily making out ...

eighth poem written during a debate round vincent van gogh? more like vincent van no.

seventh poem I enjoy smells and signs of rejection, so much so sensory overload takes place whenever alcohol is in a thirty mile radius. Today, you smelt like vodka. I ...

sixth poem Rumor has it, there's a romantic theory to everything. You either sleep with a bunch of strangers or sit, sulk, wonder at Halloween parties wondering what was the ...

fifth poem The sun is beautiful and I am a raisin; dirt sundresses my thighs fetal position in a soccer field. It's a beautiful day to swim or play leapfrog ...

fourth poem there's a carly rae jepsen song i'd always sing to a pile of old sundresses that belonged to my mother. "i know you've had a rough time", but ...

third poem PS: This has a Nietzsche reference I'm really proud of, which results in one of the only lines I will ever write that makes me giggle like a ...

@Autumns the only time i'll ever experiment with alliteration, haha.