Poems from rinaluz
Fifteen March 7th, 20XX. 15 years, 5 months, and 2 weeks ago from today. 15 years of memories, years of ups and downs, and years filled...
One day I’ll be a doctor.
In dance with death and I
Our fates intertwined.
The familiarity, a deep slumber
One I hope to wake from
To...
Home.
Am I deserving of this home?For when was the last time I slowed
closed my eyes, let time fall back
Feel the ripples, its beauty
The...