I think I thought
That he would save me
But he didn’t
He couldn’t make
The death of my dad
Hurt less
He didn’t take me away… mais 20 palavras
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going back to santa cruz
LAST night i dreamt i was on a bus to santa cruz. i was admitted to university of california, santa cruz in 2009 and enrolled in the winter of 2010 as a transfer student. mais 457 palavras
Dear Heart
I hear you whispering every time I close my eyes.
From the falling of dusk to the time the sun do arise,
The nights are long and still I lie awake, counting sheep. mais 106 palavras
Potent Poison
I thought I could be Pygmalion
and you, my ivory sculpture
A ghost that I could nurse to life
Though I caught hints of what you were from the start, mais 162 palavras
Wisdom, Wit and Nourishment (Reprise)
Story told to the poet by her mother in childhood
*****
My mother told me once a tale
A lovely ancient legend of
About a very wealthy man… mais 702 palavras
Sometimes
I can’t shake the feeling
That all of this doesn’t feel real
And sometimes
I don’t know what I’m doing
Why I’m here across the world… mais 23 palavras
