Poems from khadija.clarke1
It hit me like a mighty rushing wind
One night when I came home and my parents weren’t in
I could outside before and after the streetlights...
Three Simple Steps
I love to read
I love to write
I love coffee shops
I love Korean and Japanese culture
I love teaching and helping...
Swayed by their emotions running to pick up others
But when she falls apart who picks her up?
Then...