Poems from Emily H
Welcome to my Nightmare
She broke another bowl today.
It was the second one this week.
Fortunately, she missed my dad again.
The dogs...
Her self-confidence is built on the
foundations of Facebook and Twitter
The more flesh she shows,
the more people notices her.
With each...
There was one thing
that I couldn’t forget
about him:
his smile.
It was a contagious disease.
Once you saw it,
your troubles melted away...
Dear Synthetic Division,
I don't detest.
I don't understand you.
It's not you.
It's me
or maybe the teacher
who stands in front of
the...
Jesus wasn't a politician.
He didn't take sides.
No slandering d'em
dirty democrats
nor ensnaring d'ose
ridiculous republicans.
He never...