Poems from Aubrey R. Collins
They act like we are animals
Cat-calling and whistling at us like we are their pets.
I did not realize that I had the ears of a cat
Or the...
What is your definition of normal?
Is it for me, a white female teen, to be discriminated and have fixed thoughts about what I'm supposed...
I need to be numb.
My emotions only betray me.
I become attached to the wrong things,
And it only leads to hurt.
My skin craves a pain.
My...