Saturday, October 12, 2024

Past Midnight Off Spencer By Scott Simmons


I see the empty road and think of her.

The static of the radio reminding me of distant memories shared between two tortured souls.


As I remember the chaos of her storm.

And every beautiful moment in between.


Along with the pain of letting it all go.

But cherish everything.


With only the stars as my remaining company.




Scott Simmons is a poet, humorist, and a shitty artist from Houston Texas. He is also the editor of the Dope Fiend Daily and usually enjoys reading your submissions as little as possible.

His work has been featured in places such as The Rye Whiskey Review, Fearless, HST, Daune's Poetree, It Takes All Kinds, Off The Coast Magazine, The Black Shamrock, The Anti-Heroin chic, and Under The Bleachers


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