Samantha Lilly

Poetry Archive

Featured
The Tooth Fairy Wants to be a Digital Nomad
Cradle Me
Moby Dick Read in Winter, Only in Winter
There's something missing from my flower mound
A Collection for Death
My Body Was There
Ain't that there real broken, too?
Excerpts of 2020
How To: make beans
Humanitarian Flight - Quarantine Day 4
What Happened to Norway?
Expiration Date
A Eulogy for 'The Glass Essay'
Bones Leave No Trail or Trace
Crash
The Lakota Word for Woman
Untitled
A Bird Shit On My Head and It Was a Metaphor
Wait Here. With The Worms.
Awards for Nice Bois and the Grim Reaper
Argentine Filth
A Poem in Which I Am Sobbing Profusely
Full Moon, Dom Tower
the difference between abstinence and recovery
On the Nature of Things
TITLE: "Aw man! I dropped my box of Mike and Ike's in this puddle." "Dude, it's cool. Just lap them up like a dog that hasn't been given water in a day or two." “Okay… just don’t tell my mom.”
6th and Dentures
High Fructose Corn Syrup @ Summer Camp or ‘Infinite Ache’
Kicking Pigeons
Where are you, today?