The Yellow Brick Road
by Shyann Cooks Sometimes I wonder Would my life be easier if I could fill a jock strap? If I could binge on booze and… Read More »The Yellow Brick Road
Shyann Cooks
All Hallows Eve
By Shyann Cooks She’s fading. If it’s not the bags drowning her soul underneath those withering eyes, It’s the heaviness of her breathing that gives… Read More »All Hallows Eve
Discontinued
by Shyann Cooks It’s a trap. They urge uniqueness. Yet, implement the same barriers – The same format and coding, To create equilateral beings… Read More »Discontinued
