Poems from I-am-am
Growing up is just like falling asleep.
It will happen all at once, yet so slow
that it will begin and you will not know.
You will find...
Make me
Undo me
Or just see right through me
Help me
Hurt me
Or just leave me be
I'm pulling all directions
I'm screaming to find
A...
The studio smells, comfortingly,
like things you could die by inhaling.
The two neat rows of benches,
broken only by tall metal easels,...