Poems from Supersalty
It is Freshman year in college and the freedom is unbelievable. The drinks are being poured as we speak and the blunts have made their way...
As we write, she cries-
She cries tears of joy because the girl that they all grew to know & love is still here - SOMEWHERE
And then...
I called Him yesterday;
But everything felt so different-
The connection we had has somehow become...broken.
Maybe it was a bad connection...
In the eyes of my lover, I see my first love.Through my lover’s voice, I hear him--my father, true and proud.His laugh, his words, his...