8/26/2016 1 Comment Two Poems by Joe RussoAlien Light me up, Beam me, As a spotlight, color me, With lights, reds, blues, Sounds, your Music, Look at me as if I'm A crop circle Mysterious, beautiful, Touch me, Make me feel Alien, Make me feel Human. Memories I might be a little tipsy Nothing’s been the same since you… And for some reason Some shitty reason, You know, The thought of you Comes creeping back to me, A ghost, ball and chain, I laugh, Remember my laugh? They say hell is real A place for the sinners The killers, liars, cheats, Gee the last two sound familiar…… They never talk about Though, they never talk about The hell Memories are, Do, For the living. Bio: Joe Russo has been published in Linguistic Erosion, Farther Stars than These, Leaves of Ink, Typehouse Magazine, Door is A Jar Magazine, Spillwords, BoySlut Poetry Magazine and Centum Press’s upcoming antholgy 100 VOICES AT CENTUM. You can find him on Twitter - Josephrusso8 or on Instagram - Joerusso8.
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Taylor
8/26/2016 07:12:21 am
Go Joe!
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