The Squad
I love you guys
You're my brothers and my sisters
Born with no blood shared
But brought together
You're my bleeds
My crew
My squad
And the team
But please
We need to chill
We smell like weed
Everywhere we go
And people are starting to stare
YOU ARE READING
Heart to Heart
PoesíaCongratulations to our winners of the June 2017 Contest Heart to Heart, AmbergrisJane and Ajay-Kumar. If you could talk heart to heart with someone, what would you say. Check out the title page for rules.
