Poetry

Murder in Stockholm

I dreamt his wickedness dead- no one knew until I solved the mystery of where when how and then… Continue reading Murder in Stockholm

by andivandenberge December 24, 2021December 24, 2021

Take it easy on yourself Isn’t that what I’m here for, doc- Can you show me what I don’t… Continue reading Let me get you some water

by andivandenberge November 23, 2021November 23, 2021

Boxed up my trauma, needed to contain it Placed it in storage in the back of my head My… Continue reading Mislabeled Clown Makeup

by andivandenberge November 17, 2021November 18, 2021

I was not invisible You could see me in the wading crowd not another faceless mask ,floating into a… Continue reading You said you were worried & I held onto it like a treasure

by andivandenberge November 7, 2021November 21, 2021

caved in, like glass cracks still hold, if tension does not let go- the pain; be the shield, even… Continue reading Windshield

by andivandenberge July 23, 2021November 20, 2021

To my true self, I am sorry I abandoned you to become a version of myself more easily digestible… Continue reading Declaration to Self

by andivandenberge July 9, 2021November 7, 2021

I’m American, face down in the soup. Only fools wish our names to mean somethin’ ’cause we gon’ die… Continue reading Southern Values

by andivandenberge May 28, 2021May 26, 2021

Finding answers at the bottom of bottles that you forget by the time you wake but you’ll || grab… Continue reading Wasteland, TX

by andivandenberge May 7, 2021November 20, 2021

California blankets- soggy, a week expired They say one man’s trash is, Well- it might be asylum. We wait,… Continue reading Urban Stew

by andivandenberge May 4, 2021November 20, 2021

She’ll be lovely and quiet pink and delicate like an oyster drooling on the floor lipstick in place. Insert… Continue reading Obedience sold at market price*

by andivandenberge April 27, 2021November 20, 2021

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