iam enough
the questions from come from a place of quiet, the voices are loud, the noises deafen. there’s so much to get done, a smile here, a pause there, the right…[...]
Read MoreTag: poems about life
did you or did i?
you claim to know me, the toxicity i grew up with the toxicity i built in me. the pain it took me, the pills it took me, the time it…[...]
Read More
an orange squeezed is orange juice
when forced into a corner, pushed to the brink, when wrung dry and lifeless, what comes out of you, what you make of you, is who you are. who you…[...]
Read More