since seventh grade


the music of your

farting makes me smile; it means

you are my best friend

don’t take this the wrong way


you, come close to me

i want to show you the world

inside my sweater

photo via: le love

two sapphires


even in shadow

the way they say sorry gleams

like gems fixed in rock

man’s best friend


over breakfast, you

spoke low, your brow furrowed: “i

love you more than spot.”

please don’t punish me


please don’t punish me

for not loving you.  i could

feed you but i’m thin.