Poems from likevines
Most find the empty page intimidating.
I see it as a friend.
Peel it back, layer by layer, you may like what you find.
I see words....
I wanted to become a karate master.
He wanted to be a fairy princess.
We were both told no.
I said that I wanted to cut my hair short.
He...
When I am in second grade I do not speak.I have a personal vendetta against the spoken word.But you tell me to speak up, to make friends....
these pencils drift in and out of my hands
they might as well be made of broken lead.
I talk all night with you, I lose my sleep
but it’s...