The Calmness of Your Arms
Nothing I write will ever be as beautiful As you. As peaceful as you. Wise as you. I lay under my blanket and transport myself To a time when you…
Inadequate
Feelings of inadequacy are a delicacy That make you unaware others don’t share Your specific tastes. So you label it awkwardness or Peculiarness or a free spirit. You claim that…
Who Are You Mad At?
I realize now, Years later, I was never angry at the things I eventually blew up at. It was never the missteps that others took, It was never the long…