Poems from Sarah Romatz
America,
Land of the free,
but people overdose on LSD.
America,
Home of the brave,
yet parents dig their childrens grave.
America,
The...
Take me to the garden on Eden.
To the root of all my sin,
to right my wrongs,
and renew my soul.
Take me to the garden of Eden.
Bathe me...
When I look in the mirror
what do I see?
It’s just a girl,
but this girl is me.
Without a phone or good lighting
hair pulled back
in a...