Poems from rcrofoot
I look up to cry the tears of the sky,
The gray pasture covering me in its familiar cold
I am crushed under the weight.
People would say...
Blue foil floating with helium
A bloated star
Stark against the snow,
Given to a young boy by adoring parents
With whom he’d spent long...
You’re afraid
Your stone heart is being pulled away,
This bruised thing you held on to when all else had gone astray
You feel yourself...
I am a woman.
Catcalls are not a compliment.
Not in a world that blames vulnerability instead of those who take advantage of it.
I am...
I write because I can.
If I don't, I can feel myself bleeding out
There is not a person on this planet, or any other
That listens as well...