Category: Poetry Purgatory

  • Wish Upon A Sun

    Wish Upon A Sun

    During short, dark days, it becomes obvious how desperately we love the sun. Written during another gray winter day, the desire of sunshine casts its own spell.

  • Overflow

    Overflow

    Riddle me this: am I a river or ADHD? What do you perceive?

  • Another Thing to Fill

    Another Thing to Fill

    Notebooks are a blank slate. What do you use them for?

  • Another Damn Animal

    Another Damn Animal

    I approach my target with precision.Child caught mid-tirade pauses.“Uh oh. Peregrine!” Confused I stop.“A what?” Another child turns.“Ms. Peregrine is here.” I shift,unsure to feel offended. InsteadI stand at watch, unmoving.“Peregrine! Peregrine!” They screech,taking off in another direction,once again ignoring me. I relaxfeeling centered in my body.I am able to set forth as needed,my brain…