To quench a real thirst
There is one beer I turn to first
It's the delectable liquid nectar
From the brewery we all get set to
Go and be merry while drinking a brew
The best drink you could make from ...
The Ivy Now
Am I not allowed to kill the ivy behind my home?
Am I to be mistook for someone without the Wherewithal
to free myself from a beast so constrictive? In truth
I only remember the land that ...
Sometimes, we're so caught up in our own self-loathing to realize the logistics of breakups. We cry and stuff our faces with food or stop eating for days at a time. Some of us sleep for 16 hours a day...
W. R. Rodriquez's Concrete Pastures of the Beautiful Bronx was written ten years ago but it could have stepped off the presses today. Its passion is streaked with cynicism and yet this collection is f...
Over the past few years, I have suffered from depression and anxiety. All the while, I have been a poetry enthusiast and I write in my spare time. After a session of writing, I felt tranquil and calm....
How long are we going to do this?
How long are we going to sit in this empty room, our eyes locked in an invisible trance?
How long are you going to keep searching for what YOU lack in me, digging dee...
My heart beats faster each time I see her.
I don't even know her name.
I try to remember her features as if each time I see her could be the last time.
She leaves a lingering scent behind her, roses a...
Nights go by like birds
sweeping past me violently.
The nights are long
and cold in this little room.
The mornings so violently
real there's no time for
Walking around I fe...
Since I can’t talk, I try to listen a lot
I kinda can’t write either, but who really needs to do that?
I see the real you from down here on all fours
Too bad I don’t have hands, ‘cause I’d sure like t...