Poems from 1briauna.collins

Blood drips slowly, Down my sides, As I sit atop the floor. Pools. Pools of red. Pools of coagulation In my blank white sink. “Beautiful”...
Love is so evil. Like a sponge, you soak it up. Then it leaves you dry.
The breathing building screamed As a jet punched him in the gut People panicked flipping open their phones “Hang tight, firefighters are on...