Lauren Elizabeth Ware Poems

Never have I ever seen two words
fit perfectly to form a name.
The way the syllables sound rolling off
of my tongue,
...

I had a dream that the moon swallowed the sun
and we lived in darkness.
Then I wondered what came and swallowed you
and left you alone.
...

You may see her
as layer upon layer of fragility,
a beautiful thing that must be plucked.
But no matter that withering
...