Poems from MikaelaWillard
My legs thought to recede
from the Mouth to the cottonseed.
O Frost, how White completes you,
Yet My Butterfly she never overviewed.
The...
A face of beauty that bewilders-
On and on did it kill her.
He shouted that she’s only his,
Yet her spouse ended up making her a Ms.
She...
Apologies for surging did they knot-
Chinook is the name, but not well taught.
Big brother Star showed me where you are,
O Father, Holy...