Staring me down in the evening navy,
never to have thought that you'd recall me
by a minor look anymore.
I remember you days after and my brain's still sore.
After all, you took your beast of an ego on a bike-ride,
hence I felt an early-death forcibly slide.
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.
