Poems from Megan Collins
Recovery is typing the pagethat's due tomorrow and promisingyourself you're gonna be there,shaking your head at that oneswho are...
Angels in blue skiestear their wings on theway down, paint your faceten times over feel too muchor not at all, highlight yourmistakes...
Is it enough to be held,by mourning hands, is itenough, to be engulfed bya sliver of the sky, I feel unwanted,but alive, I'm writing, and...
Spell how you feel,flee when they find you,dress to be individualizedcut skirts and string ties,chastised, the heat feelsgood for the...
Under the mountainI seek guidance, the womenin suits can't hold me, the onebehind the desk doesn't know me,laid out in front of me, a...