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...

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