Poems from Cali3377
She was everything
Beauty and destruction
She was my best friend
She
Was.
I'm still getting used to using that word. Was.
That's the thing...
We sit in a classroom for 18 years
They tell us when to come
When to go
When to breathe
It's all fair they say
It's the best years they say...
I begged for quiet. For calm. For silence.
But now that I've got it I'm not sure I want it.
It makes my head spin in circles
Casts shadows...
I am not white
I am not black
I am not korean
I am a masterpiece of my parents concoction full of love and affection
A mixture of three...