Poems from briannaarias318
What a difference a night can make.
You fell asleep to the blankets clinging to your face
Their fibers shielding your eyes
From the...
Here, I sit
In this dark and crowded enclosure
Where I was carelessly placed,
Haphazardly washed and returned
Only to be used again.
I...
The sky turned sepia today.
The streets, trees, and cars,
Everything awash with yellow.
The woman with fire for hair
Walking her proud...
The sky turned sepia today.
The streets, trees, and cars,
Everything awash with yellow.
The woman with fire for hair
Walking her proud...
The sky turned sepia today.
The streets, trees, and cars,
Everything awash with yellow.
The woman with fire for hair
Walking her proud...