There, they're, their.
There there.
It feels weird there,
but
their knowledge of us now
as
they're grouped as a clan of unknowingness
but mutually
there, knowing us.
I don't want to sit there
as they're there;
the class won't be the same
or pleasant.
What do they know
according to their grasp of what you said,
if anything?
YOU ARE READING
indoors.
PoetryWhat's a college junior to do when her young adulthood has been robbed of a rainbow of events, support, more than one tight bond, and life lessons? The birth of this collection of poetry.
