Poems from 14ebrowning
A child's hand is trusting. It grasp the air wanting to be held.
It has not yet known the heartbreak that leaves callouses.
Adulthood has...
'Dye your hair, change your name,
Get a job and play their game.
Learn to drive, get a degree.
If you're kicked from the cage, are you...
It burns.
It stretches.
It pulls at my everything.
The song reverberates through my muscles.
Even when I am still,
I am moving,
I am...