Poems from ImagineYourself

Synthetic
  It's funny how you look at me when the rain is falling down around us, Like you expect me to crack some joke And you're posed, ready to...
Pry away your fingers, dear
I see her crying I see her with her hands over her eyes and I wish I could do something anything besides sit here and think about her   I...
Cracked Plaster
The child in the corner. Yes, that one. The one with their nose in a book, eyes slowly tracing over the patterns in the paint. Sharp aches...