Molly LaBelle Poems

But I think this is how it’s going to be.
You see, you cannot peel off your nose or cut off your head.
You cannot take the monsters out of me.
They are part of me, too.
...

15 years old
Laying next to my best friend
2am on a summer night.
The window is cracked
...

In response to a bad week,
or month,
or year,
people say
...

The Man Across the Street

The man across the street died last weekend.
He was seventy years old, found in his backyard.
...

The sun and the moon are
Meant to be.
They are the only ones set in the same sky,
But never in the same light.
...

The notes,
They linger for a second
...

It leaves a gaping hole in my chest
That pushes me back down into the mattress
And holds me there.
In June the wind blows as it whispers
...

I am not the pouring rain or the light sprinkle.
I am the sun coming out of the clouds on the way to the beach
And the storm clouds covering the sky while in the water.
I am not your favorite dessert
...

There are 60,000 miles of veins in my body and
you
are in all of them.
You say you'll never travel the world,
...

I told you I could save you and you looked at me
With both doubt and hope
And three months,
A million laughs,
...