My name is Tim Reis and I'm a writer. (insert: Hi Tim). I have been a writer all my life, and it leaks into everything I do and everything I am. I interact with people as a writer, and search my own self as one. I do not have anywhere to stay this summer while I am on my summer vacation. My family leaves in a singlewide trailer, and I'm not going back there with four other people. I need somewhere to stay. To make this harder, I do not have a car either. Having to pay for an apartment, a car, insurance, and other random expenditures will be no easy task for me to accomplish alone. Add in the hundred dollars a month I pay so not only I, but my mother, can continue to have a cell phone, and it's become overwhelming. Having even one of these things guaranteed to be taken care of would be a major help!

Choosen one entry is a difficult task for me. It's hard for me to decide one poem to represent my body of work (which, shameless plug, can be found almost in entirety on lovingangstaboy.deviantart.com). I chose the following poem because, in addition to it being one of my favorite poems of my own, it plays off the idea of what can be rented by exploring an unfortunate situation I helped someone close to me out of. It is titled "Landlord"

Landlord

Her eyes
Bleed
Rented tears.
She needn't
Wipe them away,
They aren't hers
To dry.
They fall
Unhindered
Until
She returns them
To the man
Who owns them.

They again
Come to her
Once he collects,
Makes her pay
For her rented tears;
Her payment up front
For the sake
Of his
Rented fears.


by Tim Reis