Poems from CallMeQueenB
Where do I begin?
How do you tell a tale so weathered yet so fresh?
So foreign yet familiar.
Your palm that once warmed my thin fingers
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It all started with a purse. A beautiful deep plum crossbody. Embossed with a household name.
Kate Spade.
It all started with a day home...
how funny it is
that after three days of lying next to someone,
sharing secrets, matching heartbeats, and pressing lips together,
one can...
Fingers to keys:
A familiar click-clacking symphony that warms my heart and feeds my soul.
I’m throwing words to my thoughts, my emotions,...