Hello! Here’s the third chapbook in my series, YOU vs ME. There’s only 1 left to release!
Click the links below to read the first 2 chapbooks
Part 1: HONESTLY
Part 2: YOU’RE BETTER OFF
Coming soon: YOU vs ME part 4: BEHIND.
Thanks for reading!
Eva
Hi everyone!
The latest installment in the chapbook series, YOU vs. ME, is here! “You’re Better Off” was originally going to be a stand alone chapbook called “Almost Love Poems” but I decided it needed to be part of a larger story. If you haven’t read part 1 yet and like doing things in order, click here to read “Honestly.”
Thank you so much for reading, and let me know which poem you relate to the most!
-Eva
“Honestly” is the first chapter of the four-part poetry series, YOU vs. ME. Part 2, “You’re Better Off” available to read here.
This cover was designed with SketchBook.
Thank you so much for reading!
-Eva
#lynel
gung ho – hung tho
i missed the lilacs bloom this year
their sweetness and purple color.
Dumbass Me. Can’t believe it.
hooked into a jack ass with
ass for days
(centaur)
nothing near as sweet as spring
so i passed the lilacs a dozen times i bet
one night i go outside just me
i drop everything i can let go
in the grass
no phone keys wallet
it’s just me out there with restless crickets
so i missed the flowers and became a kid
hosed out my stamina wheel
left the block breathless
i sat in a cemetery before work
on a bench by the service berries
white petal perfume
pure and delicate.
Birds chatting.
I saw Space Balls before I saw Star Wars
I’m so stoked for this news. I didn’t think it would happen anytime soon, let alone this year!
Here it is on Spotify! ❤
At work the other day, a coworker and I talked about how tired and prone to mistakes we were.
I said something my old history teacher used to say, “I’m a few sandwiches short of a full picnic.”
My coworker thought I said “you’re a few inches short of a full dick pic.”
Just got off work at the music venue. It was an all-ages show so they have to be done at 10.
The crowd didn’t do anything (hardly even danced) it was slow as hell for us. I walked around the club looking for something to do, making sure bartenders and whoever else didn’t need anything.
The person who was Head of Security for the night came up and said, “Eva, there are two huge piles of puke at the door.”
I said, “Sweet, I’m on it.”
And you know those big ole yellow mop buckets you see when the store is closing?
He said, “you’re going to need two buckets.”
Other than that, work was pretty boring tonight. Fine by me.
