Call the news,
deny your abuse,
keep building up this fuse
and heaving it in
at every chance you get.
My feet can't get too wet
in the toxic blood
you gave
from all that's within,
so I'm stepping on a floor of pins
trying to relieve
at least most of it.
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.
