I actually can’t wait to finish these exams and drink like there’s no tomorrow. And then drink some more before I leave the country.
Working in a nightclub has turned me into an alcoholic.
there are five frogs staring at me right now
but only one can be america’s next top model
You told me that my poetry
didn’t burn your tongue
the way you thought it should.
But poetry is about
things that burn. Like cigarettes
or coffee or sun
beaming on a wooden porch.
Or the distance
between you and I.
And if that doesn’t burn you,
I don’t know what will.