A capsule sized tale about a woman whose life was in shambles
Two young men off to war. One is my husband's grandfather. The other.....
For the prompt 'noble'.
Life with an eating disorder. May be triggering to anyone who is recovering. Read with caution :)
I look at you through a mirror. I am taken and happy yet wild enough to leave.
I'm not sure if I like this poem, but I like the imagery. It's my first attempt at actually falling outside of free-verse, at least kind of.
Just a lil poem about missing someone :/
everyone is battling their own battles and that’s the least i could describe my own.
the moon is amazing and the kind of thing that deserves to be written about.
//Will I ever get a shelter? Have a look!
A capsule sized tale about a woman whose life was in shambles
Two young men off to war. One is my husband's grandfather. The other.....
For the prompt 'noble'.
Life with an eating disorder. May be triggering to anyone who is recovering. Read with caution :)
I look at you through a mirror. I am taken and happy yet wild enough to leave.
I'm not sure if I like this poem, but I like the imagery. It's my first attempt at actually falling outside of free-verse, at least kind of.
Just a lil poem about missing someone :/
everyone is battling their own battles and that’s the least i could describe my own.
the moon is amazing and the kind of thing that deserves to be written about.
//Will I ever get a shelter? Have a look!