it was a narrow missit was a narrow missit was a narrow miss by ~nicolemonique
you and i,
an arrow missed us by a
hair, no
bulls-eye painted where
our hearts lay side by side,
nothing
marks the spot we occupied
together then, so
meticulously built as one
now split,
become ourselves
but slowly so.
how i love youall the simple beautiful thingshow i love you by ~nicolemonique
catch my attention:
clear water in sidewalk cracks
crisp air cleaned by winter
and a shining beetle on
a worn tree trunk--
the sound of children
and dogs and sirens--
all those things i'm glad
to live on the same planet as;
they all stop me
and make me
marvel.
each of the things
i see is more perfect
because my time to share
them with you is finite;
you make each second more
important by being something
other that i love
as myself.
sophomore intellectualThat day she woresophomore intellectual by ~nicolemonique
A necklace of words like
trope and existential—each
pseudo-intellectual syllable
fell from his lips and slid like beads
Down a thin strand of his
Cigarette smoke,
Clacking together sometimes when
They hit each other,
And settled around her neck,
waiting to be recognized as pearls
of wisdom.
Sta.sh
on 