Poems from MaddyK
if the students don't mind opening the door
then the door can open the students' minds;
A feeling of academia seeps through the floor
You...
I think my brain is melting
it’s making quite a mess
every time I click my pen
I leak out on my desk
I’d wipe it up with paragraphs
and...
dancing out of reach
she twirls away, elated
just to be alive
color on the wind,
the children cannot catch her
try as though they might
so...