Metaphors for falling in love

by Romina Ramos My girlfriend is not a poetbut without me she saysshe feels like an uncut footlong subokay but a little awkward and messy.The kind that falls apart in your hands. She says why don’t you writeabout me? It’s not that easy.I tell her poetry is my therapistsits across the room, one fingeron its… Continue reading Metaphors for falling in love

If Your Lips Could Speak

If Your Lips Could Speak “I’m so drunk” you said loosely from behind the partially closed door. I laughed, but in reality, I was quite drunk myself. You had chosen the very middle cubicle, the other four doors, two at either side of you, were wide open, and empty. We were completely alone. I was… Continue reading If Your Lips Could Speak