Poems from hopenmagee
Ghosts of You
Sometimes I see ghosts of you
Walking down the street
Here, among the living.
Every time I put my glasses on
I remember...
You say we're not racing to the finish line
That every day we're moving between mountains
Annd you're wrong on both counts
My life is a...
Dear Mom,
First week of college and I may or may not
Have caused the Chernobyl meltdown
I swear I didn't do it on purpose.
Also, I invented...
When people you don't know tell you you have beautiful hair
When hair stylists tell you that if they could bottle your colour they'd be...
My body is like a cell.
I don’t mean that it’s made up of cells.
Everyone who tooks biology knows that.
And everyone who took biology also...