Poems from Miss Que

I am writing you another letter I will not send. How beautiful are the daisy on the side road leading to the grave yard..... I wonder if...
I am writing you another letter I will not send. How beautiful are the daisy on the side road leading to the grave yard..... I wonder if...
I come from a long line of broad-shoulder women Strong women who can carry their own It is said my great - greatfather stood on top...
Somebody's daughter died And another woman's baby did it He has learnt the art of war How to turn his hands into a weapon that kills...
Deep in the depths of my womb there lies my rotten eggs. The potential of halve beings My contribution of madness to the world.