Scott Whitby, 2023 I write words that fit together to tell a story or whatever Girls with wings I conceive in my secret world of make...

Scott Whitby, 2023 Terrible things happen so they can pave a broken road, the one crooked and hard to pass like holes in our souls There...

Scott Whitby, 2023 Me and Daddy hoed cotton every summer, all summer. He took eight rows, I took two. He stayed ahead of me and I was...

Scott, 2023 What are the odds my parents would divorce, both remarry, and leave my adolescence so miserable I could leave home at 18 and...

Scott Whitby, 2023 She is a loud river rapid and violent slamming again and again against the stones that can't hide She is so hurried,...

Scott Whitby, 2023 Not the book but the event. The event that strikes from nowhere, cracks the stained window, the sentence that makes...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I love that you get there early after driving that far that your eyes smile more than your lips and that you play a...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I found a tree It had shade and fruit and beauty. It made me feel comfortable and happy. It shared all that, asking...

Scott Whitby, 2023 God We say we know You are this...and You are that We say we know You are in Heaven...have been forever We say we know...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I'm black and white You're red and blue I'm gray at best Not purple like you You are a poem I’m only a word You tell...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I'm black and white You're red and blue I'm gray at best Not purple like you You are a poem I’m only a word You tell...

Scott Whitby, 2023 There was a door to a place. I was told the place was perfect and necessary. My teachers said that. They said...

Scott Whitby, 2022 It's the early part of my life Crickets at my windowsill Chuck Will's Widow Is mocking the Whippoorwill Calves are...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I looked for a poem To bring sleep and ease I couldn't find one So here this is Sleep tight...all night Don't think,...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I looked across the hay field Worried how long the bales would last I listened to the songs Wondered what they meant...

Scott Whitby, 2023 My life began when You weighed three pounds You with your sister We didn’t know how Changed your diaper Kept you fed...

Scott Whitby, 2021 If I wrote a song Would it be too long? Would it be all wrong? Will you sing along? Will it be good Like I knew it...

Scott Whitby, 2022 If I had an hour with you I'd do my best to hear it all You'd tell me why the babies smile Why leaves are green then...

Scott Whitby, 2020 Always wanted to play My fingers are not so fat Strings on a piece of wood Why couldn't I do that? Bought a black...

Scott Whitby, 2023 Curled in a closet Like a baby but can't sleep I inhale and I exhale But there's no breath for me It was the end of...