Poems from JeradColeman
Do you love them, those men you bring to my table, to my bed? No I'm not mad. I'm away more often than I'm home and I've failed you as a...
I see you across the room and I have to know what your voice sounds like. I have to know what your touch feels like. I have to walk up to...
They tell me I don't need alcohol to have fun. They tell me it's ok to socialize and be happy before getting drunk, but I can't do that...