Poems from CallMeQueenB

Where do I begin? How do you tell a tale so weathered yet so fresh? So foreign yet familiar. Your palm that once warmed my thin fingers -...
It all started with a purse. A beautiful deep plum crossbody. Embossed with a household name. Kate Spade. It all started with a day home...
how funny it is that after three days of lying next to someone, sharing secrets, matching heartbeats, and pressing lips together, one can...
Fingers to keys: A familiar click-clacking symphony that warms my heart and feeds my soul. I’m throwing words to my thoughts, my emotions,...