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

White Space

And it felt violated
am I bad?
Am I a bad person?
Do I hold bad intentions,
sitting restlessly in the palm of my hand?
But this seeping,
and out of me
I guess I should try and stop it.
When does 6 hit?
6 months.
Is that alright?
Why do I find myself
the appropriate
isn't most of it just up to me?
New division.
Not one more
once more,
once more.
Things get hard when your tongue twists over short letters
scribbled out
on a page.
Handwriting sinking,
worse and worse
edits, edits, edits,
if I don't finish them soon
no one else will.

Riley Welch

Part One

4 Mildly Tired 4 Line Saturday Thoughts