I stare at the lights across the bay
knowing their buildings,
knowing their people,
knowing too much about them all together.
Maybe the stars are only so lovely
because we don't know them at all.
Maybe I was more beautiful
before the fall.
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National Poetry Month 2018
PuisiI plan on writing and sharing a new poem every day of National Poetry Month this year. My poetry discusses everything from love to mental illness, trauma and heartbreak to self love and personal epiphanies.
