My work:
Patheos,
The Job, The Space Between Us, Green,
The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books
Silent Bites by Eukalypto
He’s running Running on a time loop Running in and out of windows Running through the Vecindad Tumbling around Is there anything we can do to help this little one?
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
you strung yourself deep into my skin Your acid washed me out You killed my old soft membrane The one that used to trust that embraces cured hatred,
Dearest Jane, I hope you slept well. I miss you my friend. I hope you have a great day today and have been doing well on your edification in your search for spirituality with God.
The ship that I sent Was a true friend, us in sail Always deep waters.
Dear Jane, I had a dream about a broken wind breaking apart a tree, cut throughout its heart. The very inlaid depths of its soul, it caught me in a deep bit of panic.
remember when you put on your overcoat And left us When You left me And the never-ending ring of my bell Of the phone
My dearest Jane, Have you submitted your art to any masters for appraisal? They would be mad to not give you the highest bids to such a talent as yours.
Dear Jane, I hope you know I’m trying anything at this point to try and be free, and it’s a process that is taking up all of my energy.
Dear Jane, My concern is only of your security and happiness, though I am a man who is anxious that was not your fault. That was due to the mad raven, not you.
Dearest Jane, Your agony tears me apart. I so long for your happiness, my dear. Jane, my best friend, my sole confidant, I wish you to find your flame.
is it our string, Jane? My heart is wildly numb That can’t be cut, please
Dear Jane, I am so exhausted I can’t even think of anything poetic. Exhausted physically, but it’s more like my soul. My soul is tired of this feeling, of this agony, of this fear, of this pain.
