Eve Rounds

you don’t know what you’re missing

a smug angle
the snide side
my glass is mother fucking
of yeses
of thank yous
more pleases

this fierce veracity

at first
only touch it
the need to tug and tug and tug
then instantly
a stillness waiting for the windstorm
yet still no sleep.


It isn’t easy being a twin.   Others considered us as one two-part person,  while our parents saw,  in our conspiring, four or more.  


dark morning darkness woke up crying i now embrace the word should. it’s a simple truth. my dad should be with me on my   

27 days ago

i lost you so suddenly too suddenly your blue eyes in a constant state of near tear because you loved life giving us so much

haiku ish

in this direction waves break to the right of me reversing my own current

.no . title .. here …

your ……. face against the bruised air between my quiet mind and the raging storm …. panic .. desire …….. pain and wishful logic slowly …