Poems

Spirit Song

Runaway spirit.

Free, wild, crazy is my song.

Won't you sing along?

Happy Birthday

When you are young you count down the days till your birthday

Thats how many more days i have till i'm no longer a kid

But I am still a kid

I know nothing about the world

I barely know a place outside of my hometown

I don’t know how to cook dinner every night or pay taxes

I barely even have a signature

I think my wish this year will be to still be a kid.

Summer Camping

Mosquitoes swarm me,

the summer sun presses down.

I sit on a rock

my tent provides no relief

suffocating warmth fills it.