Poems from Teever
No child wants to die
No teen or youth wants to take their own life
They only want to see the world change
Death just seems like the...
“Hey! Can I tell you this Holocaust joke?” they say as they stare at my chest
Obviously they see it, my Star of David necklace, hanging...
Please put the knife down, can’t you see that you’re bleeding?
Here’s a band aid, I’m calling the therapist, it’s help that you’re needing...
You see fat and flab upon your stomach and thighs
I see a comfy pillow and something huggable to hold on to
You see pitiful scars upon...
A girl cut herself today, you may know her, your sister, maybe your friend
Well she bled out today, she’s dead now, she’s already met her...