| Title | Comments | Views | Updated | Posted | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | *unnamed* | 1 | 299 | 2017/01/05 | 8 years ago |
| 2 | The made-up disease (unfinished) | 259 | 2016/12/09 | 9 years ago | |
| 3 | Blisters are better than any love bite. | 3 | 191 | 2016/08/28 | 9 years ago |
| 4 | *unnamed* | 2 | 186 | 2016/08/28 | 9 years ago |
| 5 | What about you? | 4 | 298 | 2016/07/03 | 9 years ago |
| 6 | Give me a tragedy. | 2 | 331 | 2016/07/03 | 9 years ago |
| 7 | *unnamed* | 1 | 185 | 2016/06/23 | 9 years ago |
| 8 | I write romance well. | 2 | 185 | 2016/06/23 | 9 years ago |
| 9 | If only the years were knowledge. | 2 | 265 | 2016/06/17 | 9 years ago |
| 10 | *unnamed* | 187 | 2016/06/09 | 9 years ago | |
| 11 | How do I forget | 1 | 221 | 2016/06/09 | 9 years ago |
| 12 | I couldn't find the word in one of my poems, so I found them in someone elses'. | 195 | 2016/06/09 | 9 years ago | |
| 13 | Not a poem, just a bad dream that I need to write to keep myself from crying | 183 | 2016/06/09 | 9 years ago | |
| 14 | *unnamed* | 1 | 286 | 2016/06/02 | 9 years ago |
| 15 | So many questions.. | 1 | 205 | 2016/05/27 | 9 years ago |
| 16 | I'm a man, God damn. | 4 | 322 | 2016/04/12 | 9 years ago |
| 17 | She's my Oak, my tall dead oak. | 294 | 2016/04/12 | 9 years ago |