Poems from amandaspringob
Earplugs in
and my mouth cracks open
into a wide, unfiltered smile
Dad hands me the giant earmuffs
and I put on my gold-rimmed...
I have a rough draft all typed out
of what I’d say to you
if I ever got the courage
to tell you how I really feel.
It’s sitting there in...
When things got bad
my dad said to me,
“It goes in cycles.
You have ups
and you have downs,
and in betweens,
and it’s all going to happen...
I used to hate my face.
I defined my beauty by how many likes I got on my profile picture
Or by how many people said they liked the way I...
For a long time I searched
For the thing that brought me solace.
When I was young I loved to read,
And my sister wanted to be an author...