Riley welch is a poet from texas living in Denver. She posts three original poems a week. 


I laughed too much.
So much.
Maybe it's not enough.

Is it a cackle,
or a giggle?

Why is a cackle evil?
Or crude?

Because it's from a witch,
or spirit?

I would argue,
they should laugh too.

Someone once let me know
all this laughter
was too much.

But to me,
it felt like substance.

Something to fill
the hollow of a lack of execution.

Something to validate
and give my emotions
some meaning.

Tears streaming
laughter spouting
like joy
expressed aloud.

Riley Welch