Poems from annabirchfield
There’s no lost and found at my school.
Not one that works, not in any school that I’ve been
All the lost items go straight in the bin...
There’s purple everywhere
Purple paint
Purple fingers, where they went numb, purple splashed across my skin, and I can’t tell where the...
I forget them in the day time, all the little lights
At me they wave and blink and do their damndest to get my attention, but I pay them no...
Take me away from here
Let my departure be ungrand
Let me go unnoticed
The flashing lights and tearful goodbyes of the others are too...
Music, to me, has always been fascinating. A world that is detached from ours, beyond our reach, one we can only get the barest sense of if...