Poems from Sera Holland

I’m beginning to think. This is all an act- Let me set the scene.   The first time I was disciplined  at school I was five years old...
I walked through an abandoned house, Filled with ghosts and demons With a blindfold Wrapped tight around my eyes And I couldn’t see the...
I wondered what crossed her mind as she gasped, And her eyes sparkled with the echoes of the taffy glass.   I wondered if she felt the pain...
This, Is me.   Take a good look because I guarantee your first impression will be shattered in a word or two, Alone.   I am not defined.  ...
I am the lioness Covered in the black and white wind Hunting the hunter’s man. I am prey no longer I’m a predator on the run He doesn’t...

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