Poems from Anjela Waterman
You are allowed to feel.
For the longest time I thought that if I had feelings,
it made me weak or vulnerable.
I didn't want to cry in...
Dear Grandpa,
Doc said your lungs were black
Probably from those sticks you put to your lips
We warned you and so did the packages
But you...
This isn’t how it’s suppose to be
Down under 6 feet
Dad, you were so close to me
And when you left you took the most from me
I’m rundown...