Author: Drew DeGennaro

January 1993 by drew deGennaro The breeze Bothers the bushes Frazzles the trees Pushes against the door Of the car Where I am trapped Buckled

sunny again by drew degennaro Mom and Dad went back and forth all over the house chasing one another. As clouds threw chunks of sour

black eyes by drew deGennaro Mary’s eyes were black. The circles left by her mascara looked like she got hit with a fist. Joe came

joey ‘no toes’ by drew deGennaro Did ya hear your cousin Joe escaped the hospital on foot yesterday   after Doctor A. called out the

breath by drew deGennaro Where I live the lights are left on And spread like a blanket over the darkened cage Where they chirp well