Poems from HaleyEvaMelton
Pieces of glass sleep upon my bed 'you made your bed, you lie in it' I walk down a hall to our shelter. With a dog's nose I smell the air. ...
This is the daily grindtime we don't want to findso full it will destroy your mind
The pencil is blindwhite paper all linedwith tape we are...
I hear a sound of little tiny feet
although said foot is not yet setthese decisions I've yet to regret
the clock tics forward unrelenting...
I’ve heard of you so uncommon it seems the lucky few whose constant is new hopes and dreamsyour everyday outlook, I hope it hits me like a...
Fresh cut grass and a wave of heatsteps walk past me to go find a seat
A stabbing in my chestsalt floods my mouth
tightly pulled fingersand...