Ian liptak

Homecoming

there’s a window/maybe it’s an opportunity/and maybe it’s just a window/beneath the grey sky/a maroon couch sits on hard wood/i sit on the hard wood/friends tal...

Moon in Scorpio

Once over, and once over the moon. Your memory lingers; I’m afraid of knowing how to be or be still; the latter is misnomer.   Someday the m...

sunrise

In Kenosha I fell in love with the sunrise. The lighter found my cigarette and the sugar free redbull was right beside me in the cupholder. The turf grass lawn ...