Ryan Lynch

Juliet, you and I shouldn’t feel like a crime

The feeling only you provide

is making me survive

Capulets and Montagues

There will always be a fued

And I would die just to say I love you

If you want the world I’ll give you more

You can rest assured, I’ll travel to any shore.



I don’t want to be a Cesar: ceasing things seasonally

Or a Tzar’s distancing oneself through zen

Or a buddhist searching for their pen

All I want to be is ethereal

As I munch on my cereal

The precious things in life

can just be qualified as


And can be let free



Ryan Lynch

Ryan Lynch

Hello! I am Ryan Lynch. I have a few existential essays, analytical essays on The Tempest, poems, and vignettes. Enjoy.