Poems from M.S.C.
I don’t know how to write about you and tell the truth.
Bare bones, hands shaking, nothing left to do but fill the page.
I don’t think I’...
Let’s pretend there was a time where life was always easy
where love never became a war,
and hope would never leave me.
What does it look...
I was born in the land of women.
Raised by wolves,
Nurtured by mother bears, fierce and strong.
A tiger, stripes a path to their past...