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


I got a bagel the other morning,
it lacked a center,
where you could usually just look right through it.
It's not as thought it was baked like this,
but rather,
a hole was there, and, in baking it, sealed itself shut.
It felt comforting to know sometimes things grew together,
even when placed on opposites sides of a circle.

Riley Welch

W pt 2