Poems from RSalina

Staring at her past self Evaporated Dreams Waistline Increased Color Dimmed Snapshots of happiness Endless Sunny Skies Playful Fights...
Cramped in the straight desk Dreary, Lifeless, White walls Four Sides, Clear, Cut, Square No Shapes, No Colors, Nothing Students stare...
Stories, history, biography. What are these really? Are they really an account of the life lived, sorrows past, and happiness gained?...