Poems from VMarie
"I feel like I don't really know much about you,"
Spoken by three friends I have known for over two hundred days.
Only a little over half a...
I did it because I have been
trapped all my life
The air was loud, whipping past my ears,
deafening my thoughts, my...
the gold and crimson spilled over the grass
flowers bloom through the
snow
the sunset was one of the few beautiful...
Whispers drift with the salty breeze. Oh, my dear.
His tender hand brushes a lock of hair
behind her ear. Just, for me, bear
it a little...
Why can I never find words on my tongue?
They lay curled up in my palms instead,
leaking into the ink of pens or
clutched in fists like...