Poems from Beena
You love me, but I don’t love you; I love that you love me.
You are a tree and I want nothing more than to mold the front end of my truck...
At the end of the day there is always ‘worse’.
Acceptable, accomplished, and aesthetic could just as easily be considered unacceptable,...
I love the “trickle-down” economic theory so much that I think we should apply it to the wildfire crises in California.
Let’s dump all of...
I went to school every day and blamed my jeans for the tight cuffs around my ankles.
You went to school and blamed your genes for the tight...
A red light flashes; irritation and frustration crawl out of half of us and systematically infect the other half.
Why do we obey such silly...