Poetry

“If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.”

-Emily Dickinson

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Worthless

People are inherently selfish creatures, as the Machiavellian principle goes. I once read about a man who suffered from both critically low self-esteem and a God complex […]

Coney Island

The title, a reference to both a Death Cab for Cutie song and an obscure novel. The song in the poem, a reference to a Pink Floyd ditty. There’s a special place in my mind that holds this little fantasy […]

I Never Loved You

I wrote this poem a while ago and had the audacity to send it to the subject. It’s rather comical how dense people can be sometimes […]


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