Poems from MaddyK

if the students don't mind opening the door then the door can open the students' minds; A feeling of academia seeps through the floor You...
I think my brain is melting it’s making quite a mess every time I click my pen I leak out on my desk I’d wipe it up with paragraphs and...
dancing out of reach she twirls away, elated just to be alive color on the wind, the children cannot catch her try as though they might so...