if only clouds could carry messages
I would have written her a thousand letters
if only words could read themselves
they would have cried endlessly
committing a poetic suicide
if only she could feel her absence
she would’ve never left me alone
if only I could close my eyes and forget to breathe
I would’ve not longed for her to meet
Andem is a graduate student at DePaul University, a lazy reader, and an unpredictable writer. He focuses on himself and his own thoughts rather than the specific genre of writing. He is an arrogant individual with little concern for the readers to make sense of his writing, which is very evident from his quote: “Let them not get it, it’s not like I’m making money off this.” Almost forgot, he thinks he’s extremely funny. (Andem should probably start taking things more seriously).