TEENAGE ANGST by Omar Reyes Teenage Angsti was never really in love i was only sleepwalking with a loaded gun aimed at your forehead 15 miles away comfortably decaying on an empty twin bed covered in batman sheets listening to my favorite band singing about broken body parts dancing alone like happy ghosts under red lights writing poems about your pussy and how there was nothing that i wouldn’t do to get it About the Author:Omar Alexandre lives in Miami, Florida. He is an aspiring writer/filmmaker who recently completed his first short film and one of his music videos will be screened during the 16th annual Miami Short Film Festival. His poems have been published in In Between Hangovers, Your One Phone Call, and Juste Milieu. Follow him on Instagram @alexandre88. |