Poems from hsmian
I'm from bare feet
on dirt roads,
walking hand in hand
to ice cream shops.
I'm from scarce rain
and sing-alongs
and roller-skating on...
Growing Pains
I think we become a bit of everyone else before we truly become ourselves.
I always told my mom that
I wanted to be this...
What a shame that the world has cracked
like an egg dropped by God’s hands,
the ocean spilling out through the crevices
like tears of...