Low is the toilet
In my eldest brother's house.
Each gathering
I fear
The next indelicate
Landing will find me
Exposed
In my eldest brother's basement.
~KGM November 2022
I began writing poems in third grade. During adolescence I wrote the bulk of my words. Expressing that urge to be understood or maybe trying to understand my own feelings. I haven't written much in the past 15 years, but I need to thank my HS English teacher for continuing as long as I did. Thanks Mr. Jim Springer!