Teachers and administration All blamed for school violence on my morning newsfeed. We seem to have misplaced your application to… Read more Untitled
Author: Chrissy Emerson
Childish
She’s fourteen. Demographics? Parentless. There are showers in the locker room. Too many mothers move to California never packing their… Read more Childish
Deliberate
My eyes settled on the sunk-in curve of his shoulders, evading the piercing, dull vibrancy of his blue eyes.… Read more Deliberate
Infer
Troubles with inference and not just ignorance is collecting on our walls. Like a puttied glue that hardens over time.… Read more Infer
4
Stay 4 forever Lip sing your Disney songs Come color with me
Wasting Days
My words like poured cement are permanent. But I’ve nothing vulnerable to say. And so I pour… Sliding, gulping,… Read more Wasting Days
Cutting ties
Thinking tonight of everyone who has had to say goodbye to a most beloved friend, love interest or relative not… Read more Cutting ties
Political Shift
Arrogance and ignorance have reproduced. They’ve ignored the stigma of unwed mothers and created a bastard who is rich in pride… Read more Political Shift
I feel inadequate.
To begin my very first actual blog post, you know the kind where I attempt to use a non-academic, non-poetic… Read more I feel inadequate.

Not Today
She feels insignificant and self-absorbed sometimes. Her lungs, neglected, cut, overused and inept Cough and bellow through the piercing, shouting… Read more Not Today