Short Story Collections
Poetry: Fall 2009 Intro to Creative Writing College
The first poetry I've written that I did not throw away.
Like crabgrass in an unkept lawn,
they pop-up everywhere.
They are those endless innumerable dandelions
needed pulled each and every year.
They are candy to those who can afford
to spend the green in their pockets.
A sparse piece of chocolate
is given to their creators.
But to those who avoid them,
they are like alcohol and sex to the abstinent.
They become a needless pause
forced on the always ticking clock of consumer society.