Poems from Megan Collins
Getting through one bad dayto get to the next is like killingand infestation of procreating antswith the head of a sewing needle,we bow our...
Touching streamers andfeeling fireworks, dancingon glossy ice without shoeson smiling below the surface,
packing snow with numb...
And inconvenience turns tosunny days gone viral, as soonas the black wave dodges everyonebut me, and I'm a bit like Haroldwith his purple...
Depression is when a headacheknocks you out for at least a dayand not wanting to believe in yourworth it's feeling every pulse andache in...
Have you ever seen thebones sticking out of yourface and wondered just whatyou would look like if you were
massacred, tried too many times,...