Poems from nhoffman
There are exactly 180 degrees between who I was
and who I've become.
The timid girl with lips sewn shut and a heart
built from feathers ...
I am soft.
Sensitivity is mistaken for weakness
and yet it is the one true strength.
To care, to love, to cry.
I have fought my battles...
Secrets run through the roots of our family tree, drugs through the veins. Branches filled with women wearing black eyes with pride. "I...