Last Days Poet | Page 2 of 3 | A poetry offering

It started with the inside.

Don’t let anyone try to sway you to go the easy way.

And Never Stop Fighting

Although

A Promise to Speak

Places of Remembrance

Start From Your Stomach

Rise Down

Father, I Will Write What I Don’t Know

When Speech Becomes Praise

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Come Out, Come Forth

Your sad makes me song

Wrath

Two women grind

The (w/audio)

Sunship

She is eaten by flies

She is a soft bone

Reflect (w/audio)

Press