by allegraosati | | poems
is it not the question of whether our hearts can take it? she will not stand for this she will not break
by allegraosati | | poems
it sprinkles cascades hurricane winds cannot falter the avalanche
by allegraosati | | poems
the impertinence of existence the audacity nay the joy
by allegraosati | | poems
the color of California is saccharine death plastic green among decaying fronds the scent of suburbia is wet grass and dog shit
by allegraosati | | poems
do you remember the ice box and the neighbors who danced
by allegraosati | | poems
the chaotic silence of a bookshop i chew on the dust of what was ink drips from worn pages
