FML With Coda
_FML_ Kevin placed a few more candy bars on the rack, trying to arrange them neatly. Then he leaned back, tossed his head behind him, rolled his shoulders and sighed. Part of it was sincere fatigue, the other was sincere boredom. Not a lot of...
Moving On
Foreword: How can any follow in the footsteps of the great few? Another poem for you! This one follows a significant, if childish, meter that I thought I was so creative for coming up with until I actually wrote it down....
Sexist Windows
_Sexist Windows_ "I have the sneaking suspicion this window is sexist." My friend looked at the window of the university cafeteria we were sitting near as streams of rain ran down it. Currents moved within the streams, appearing as moving scales...