Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World




The last day Layers fall upon each other We blink the dust from our eyes And try to stay conscious I can never argue enough to tempt The fates Or foil a well laid plan Layers fall perceptibly Can we... Continue Reading →


Grief Ties knots in our stomachs Nooses that get heavier with gravity Ties knots in our souls Figure eights holding our weight Ties knots in our hair Sheet bends for when we can't get out of bed. Grief makes knots... Continue Reading →

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