Young Poets

Dreams

Rattle / May 14, 2016

What matters if life is but a dream for dreams are as constant, as envisioning, as deep and mysterious as […]

Rattle / May 7, 2016

Eyes flutter open to a veil of fog. Not the natural kind, But the kind that costs you Hundreds of

Rattle / April 30, 2016

Bigfoots are brown Sharks are gray Cows are proud and sharknados are cray.

Rattle / April 23, 2016

Here I am in the photo, pigtails tied with mini silk pom-poms, left hand on chin, shoes like pink roses,

Rattle / April 16, 2016

What time is it? Train’s coming? No. Just lights from a rushing truck. Gazing out my icy window: street lamps

Rattle / April 9, 2016

You are just a boy. And I have symphonies hidden in the dips of my spine, strings laced into the