Poems from 0518emerald
I have the windows in my car rolled down,
And I don’t care who hears me sing outside.
I glance at Ali sitting to my right
And feel my...
Sweet southern sun spilled through the cabin door
And made the woodwork golden as it spread.
I set my feet down gently on the floor
And...
She shows her phone to me and laughs aloud
At all the foolish things her friends have said,
And I ask when she’ll start to use her head...