Poems from Shawlene Pal

How does it feel to be trapped?
Confined to my paralyzed body I lay, waiting for my “true love” to come An unknown man to kiss me Yes, come at me you scum   How dare one...
What are you eating truly?
Do you know what you consume? Do you only look at the labels? Do you read behind them? Do you know what they truly are?   Did you know...