Poems from Echo-Lee
Everything is valued
For what people say it’s worth
The roads are made of pavement
About as valuable as dirt
Anything can make a road...
I’m here to tell my story
About the hateful man and I
About how he took my dignity
Made me scared, made me cry
He hurt me on the insides...
It’s a good thing there is a such thing as family
Because family makes everything better
It’s less lonely with them
And you’ve a place to...
“Silence” he commanded
As he slapped my frozen face
I need a meal for my stomach
I have not eaten in days
Or perhaps it has been longer
For...
Why is it a sin to bloomTo bloom means to express yourself in someone elseSo why is it a sin to bloomTo bloom means to be freed from the...