“I’m charming and handsome. They take my pen. I buy the poem from the garden of bees for one euro. A touch on the arm. A mystery word. The sky has two faces. For reasons unaccountable my hand trembles. In… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
“I believe there is something else entirely going on but no single person can ever know it, so we fall in love.” — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
I was coming out of a bar in Manhattan in the rain at night. I felt lonely. Then I thought: there is nothing lonelier… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
And there I was with the stars hanging above my house like live wiresand the night sky the color of stockings. I stuck out… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
August Smith is a child telling the truth. Sometimes the truth is he has to listen to the voices of various creatures he's killed… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
“And there I was with the stars hanging above my house like live wires and the night sky the color of stockings. I stuck… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
“I’m charming and handsome. They take my pen. I buy the poem from the garden of bees for one euro. A touch on the… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
“Recently I've been dreaming of cursing old people with little provocation, because their culture has a long history of enslaving, raping, and segregating, and… — Matthew Rohrer Copy Share Image
