Almost Home, in the Almost Haven (NaPoWriMo 2016)
Past blue tinted windows I gaze down at what could’ve been mine. I see cars pass by in lines of red and yellow light, Crisscrossing in...
"All I care about is the noise, cause the noisier it gets, the happier I’ll be when it all dies down.”
Past blue tinted windows I gaze down at what could’ve been mine. I see cars pass by in lines of red and yellow light, Crisscrossing in...
The timequake transmission is burning the page, But baby, you’re a rich man, So pick up new pages and dust off the soot. © 2016 Jared...
I’m afraid of never waking up, Of the voice that calls to me every time the morning light breaks through the dusted blinds. The soft...
Coiled sun, Bursting sun, Casting shadows across her smile, Skin glowing, gleaming, galvanizing me. She withstands the heat of the flame,...
The skin on her face twists and wrinkles. Form, fitting, fluttering, flying on waves of sound, As she laughs into my phoned in...
The tale of Brandywine is a simple one. But you never truly know where to begin do you? Nor do you know which grains of sand beat back...
March, What an awful month. The wind creaks, Thoughts of skulls falling off ledges then cracking on concrete echo chambers. Asylum walls...
Dear Mr. Beat, I write you in poetic poise to poison your perception with a great prejudice that has befallen you, See Mr. Beat you’ve...
Ingredients: 1x Garbled grey matter sponge, featureless, formless, festering in its own bland biology. 1x Empty skull, eyes yet to open...
Perpetually introverted lunar cycle scion, Seeks simple empathy, For an uncomplicated extroverted sunrise. © 2016 Jared “I.J” Steinberg....
My dad threw car keys and a burrito at my mom. The keys cut her lip open and he got arrested. My dad threatened to divorce my mom and...
I’m sorry. I wish there was something else I could do. This is the typical response that I give whenever I was asked to participate in...
I remember when one of my buddies wanted Bloody Mary to be his girlfriend. I remember him saying her name three times in the mirror...
I apologize racist white people. Yes to all of you. Form the confederate flag waving “if at first your don’t succeed” types, To the young...
Call the mother unit, That’s how you see her now so Call the unit of incremental lessons Tell her to tell them what they should be to you...