Poems from Brilamz

Tea on a Sunday  evening Two young girls  hide behind their words their illustrations small talk eludes dark realities too afraid to...
You're trying to teach me? Then why do you put down my solid efforts?   Why do you tell me to be quiet when my mind fires ideas  and my...
  I am from a small town where everyone knows everything I am from father daughter dances in the winter and fishing in the spring I am...

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