Poems from adepalma1

15 April 2013, 11:43 PM 150 Boylston Street, Boston Dear America, Here’s the thing: I just sat down to write a letter to you assigned by...
If a heart breaks and you're not around to hear it because you're too busy trying to calm your rapid breathing and stop your mascara from...
It’s not the orderliness It’s the knowing. It’s the knowledge of how Many tiles coat the ceiling Of the lab on the third floor, How many...