Are my memories real?
I don't feel them now.
Is anything real
Besides right now?
Can we honestly tell
The truth of the past
Or is everything one infinitely
Long, short
Now?
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Poems by Joelle C Johnson
PoesiePOEM 4 SEXUAL ASSAULT TRIGGER WARNING! Many of these poems are ones I have previously written, without dates or titles. I will do my best to add poems every so often with dates. This is mostly so I never lose my works and I can always find them, but...
