A RAPOETICS REPRINT: Ratio… by Paige Edenfield
Ratio I have nothing for you Not a single care. Not one to give, not one to lend. I am diminished of patience And I’m finding it extremely difficult To occupy the same space…
Ratio I have nothing for you Not a single care. Not one to give, not one to lend. I am diminished of patience And I’m finding it extremely difficult To occupy the same space…
The Salvation Army A huge van picks us up, secures our Money buckets and tapes the ringer On our little bells. Competition is fierce. I come in Sixth. A fat Santa Claus man first.…
POEM STARTER 1009 If you insist on pretending to be someone else, then you’ll never know who you really are. AWARD WINNING POET Her poetry: technical mathematical formula perfection without a trace of…