Tell by January Gill O’Neil
“If you were to die tomorrow, I’d show up at your funeral wearing a red Microfiber dress.” — January Gill O'Neil
A Certain Lady by Dorothy Parker
"The thousand little deaths my heart has died. / And you believe, so well I know my part, / That I am gay as morning, light as snow, / And all the straining things within my heart / You'll never
My Husband Discovers Poetry by Diane Lockward
“But do you hear the strange sounds / that floated up the stairs that day, / the sounds of an animal, its paw caught / in one of those traps with teeth of steel?” – Diane Lockward
I Gave My Heart To A Woman by William Ernest Henley
"She trampled it where it fell, / She broke it all to pieces," – William Ernest Henley