Poems from Rae Wilcox

The smell of books surrounds me. The dim light coming from the lamp illuminates the small room. The bed beneath me creaks as I shift...
I walk quickly head down shoulders stiff “I’m sorry” on my lips Everyone’s watching me   My lips are bitten hands shaking leg bouncing my...
Above all else, I am average. I was born female I’m bad at math My communication skills are beyond low I have horrible asthma My eyesight...