Poems from a storm cloud passing by
One day
when we were young
Owen asked me,
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
“I don’t know,” I said.
“I want to be an astronaut....
I've done everything you ever told me to do:
Followed all of your rules, even the ones that could easily be argued as ridiculous;
Gotten...
You give us homework as if you’ve forgotten the fact that your class is not the only one we have
You act like we don’t spend more than...
Theirs was a generation that, upon looking at society, saw nothing;
When speaking, communicated nothing;
When attending the events of...