(2015)
This is a univocal lipogram poem, where only one vowel is used throughout the poem
Gazing at the heavens, wondering if I am to blame for evil. Incorrigible self.
The tower of Babel was destined to fall not because of the wrath of God, but the hatred
The ladder is before you Will you climb? Well of course you will You have the time Those first rungs are easy
French Vanilla, a sweet taste I haven’t had in a while. Came back suddenly when I stared too intently
In front of the eager class stood the fool who had been hand-picked by the professor to share
I am in the city of dead arisen, surrounded by saints and sinners; some safer in cars, cardboard pack… in halcyon piles to suffocate the… For others, houses blow in the win…
You used to walk around the park and feel the air perched on your t… but now it is no more. Once written in mosaic glass is now just a shatter on the floor…
The stars above us live gigantic lives, and they allow us a shimmering glimpse in the eve of every night.
Don’t you know that I tried my best to capture exuberance of life in my breast. Hope defined,
What is a name? Glorified ticket to fame? Or something else entirely? Are you a fallen tree in the fores… or are you a pair of ragged claws
Anger was beef, and chickens were too, and I wasn’t hungry, at least not anymore. And a four-score speech
There’s four of them, circling aro… not doing or thinking of tomorrow. Just simple thoughts and words sha… to each other. Today yet another d… Dressed mostly in black, with rand…
Her gaze is slightly off-center as she stares at an unknown landscape. Only I can wonder. Long black hair
Here’s the bet. What’s a blind? Pass the pretzels bro. I’ve never had this beer before.… Have these cards been shuffled?
The rain wanted to fight me. Pouring down to become pines and n… splashing upwards, dropping down with mock-unison into the now flooded sidewalk.