Poems from TiaRennea
SAT, GPA, ACT,
Make that school notice me.
Applications and deadlines left and right,
The kind of oppression we're taught not to fight....
Fir trees stand tall and unwavering,
Crowding closer to one another,
So their branches brush when they dance
To the breeze.
The guffaw of a...
The sky was vivid blue,
Practically too perfect to stare at,
And the leaves had darkened to an emerald green.
He ran a hand across the soft...