Poems from Shaynah Woody
Me
You
Two left shoes
How I dance
How I make do
You brute
Never sipping
A glutton at best
Of the honey suckle
A time
A place
Do I...
A little girl in a cauliflower dress
Dances in a field of flowery blue
She spins and spins until she lays down to rest
Then slips off one...
I wake up in the morning to the reflection of a madman
A monster and a saint built into one hideous body
A girl who is the poster child for...
I have this monster living under my bed
That emits a poisonous odor
It whispers vicious words of hate
And curses at it"s owner
It makes...
I miss my grandfather
Every single day
And I don't realize it
Until I've seen him
I remember him
Tall and strong
With a wiry beard
And...