Poems from Mariah Thiri
Ithaca College 2017
Film, Photography & Visual Arts
African Student Association Official Photographer
Air Force Military Child [Portugal, Japan, Italy, Germany]
I'm hungry, but not for food
Instead I'm hungry for the drugs that fill my stabbing emptiness
Drugs that make me stop shaking, but only...
A flag flying above the dry land
Is tattered by bullets and ripped apart
In the distance a person laying in the sand
Claims no life, no...
Shots are being fired, but it's all in my head
The stabbing memory that nothing was said
The screaming inside is getting so loud
I'm just...
I write because I'm a liar.
I write because I can't express my feelings.
I write because the Earth rotates.
I write because I'm alive.
I...
This isn't the face I use to wear
It's got scars all over and it's starting to tear
But it's all naked to the human eye
Invisible from...