Poems from alyssa_leavitt

Life is a fresh loaf of bread A thin layer of butter Melts into the rounded top, Strengthening its savor. The outside is crisp...
The plump couch sits constantly occupied but still. The only audible sound comes from the blaring of a well-used TV. Crumbs clutter the...
My alarm shrieks and almost robotically my arms and legs remove the covers and put me on my feet.   I fumble across my squeaky bedroom...
I step out carefully, feeling, more than listening, to the nuance of the music   I let myself linger reaching out, breathing out   My...
Slippery rocks, sharp rocks, sound like shards of glass clinking together as the dogs follow me up the sandy, steep slope.   Open sky,...

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