To hear news
Of friends and acquaintances
Marrying and birthing
At times I envy them
As they're living
One of my dreams.
Yet many years of singlehood
Has made me feral
Rendering it futile a task
Of any man or woman
To attempt domestication.
YOU ARE READING
LOST GIRLS
PoetryThose considering themselves lost girls of society. Godesses of creation among men. Or nymphs of nature. These poems were written for you.
