Art by Alice XZ
I’m rich. I have five dollars.
I have five wrinkled bills that I worked for jammed into my wallet
My family’s growing and turning into alcoholics
My wealth. My future. Man it’s all falling Continue reading
(Art credit goes to Jungshan)
I tried something a bit different this time. I always find a picture that represents the overall vision in my head whenever I finish writing a poem, but I used to always just have the picture next to it, above it, etc. I figured I’d see what it’s like to insert the poem right onto the art. This is going to be for a friend of mine for her birthday. I doubt it’s worthy of her wall, but I hope she appreciates it at the very least. If you want just the text I’ll post it below. Continue reading
Art by Wen-JR
I can’t believe it. I’m tearing and writing at the same time.
I try to hold it back, but it keeps coming. I hate crying.
I hate trying. I’m writing this at work,
And they wonder why there’s tears pouring from the sales clerk.
Art by Johannes Voss
I am a happy person.
I smile while I bear my burden.
But I’m concerned,
For I have a feeling, and right now it’s burning Continue reading
Art by Daniel Lieske
When I was young I held my first paper and crayon.
Then I drew a picture that I spent the whole day on.
Little curls and colorful shapes littered my landscape.
Little bubbles with scribbles in them stood for what mom and dad say. Continue reading
Art by Guillembe
It all started, when I dropped her off at the airport,
and realized I missed her more than I prepared for.
Therefore, once she came back, I started noticing
that I had fallen for this girl completely and hopelessly. Continue reading
Artwork by AquaSixio
It doesn’t hurt if my guts spill or my blood splatters
I care about the pain that really matters:
When the heart staggers. Continue reading