Alvah Allen

When the mall rents its parking lot to the Cirque Italia, you know its days

(50th Birthday Rap) for Tracie and Rick Ross Lawdy, shorty, I ain’t drinkin no fowty me and Rick Ross we be thowin’ the party We got 15 bitches that’s about to get played…

You know when you get to that part about the war in 100 Years of Solitude

I’m awake at last, poor starling, and able. The barren fields I crossed to find you are in bloom.

Well, I’m afraid I’m afraid I’m afraid One of these you’re gonna

for Cary Be prepared. Things will come along to surprise you, sure as the world.

If you catch me thinking call the law. If you catch me singing call your doctor. If you catch me drinking call my ma. If you catch me working call the papers call…

Know that this is the last, kindest shot I’ve got in me. I’ll leave my best poems

Why so long? Why so long and starless? Why the restlessness? We are the sleepless and we will fight you every night, with everything we have, dear night designer. --February 4, 2018

I know, I feel the same way but, technically, if you come down here this will cease to be a balcony scene.

She will ruin your world. And, that’s quite alright. You’re sitting there waiting for her to.

People say horrible things about Morrissey, or they used to. I’m not sure