Poems from ValerieAnne

four minutes between classes my feet move a mile a minute and so does my mind   but four miles isn't far enough from my last class my...
Your words slide past me, dance beyond me, tease at the edges of my imagination before disappearing from the pages of my mind.   I see ages...
i should write a story.      . . . what kind of story? i dunno. like, a story.      why is it so important that i have a story? i dunno...
I search somewhere inside myself and find myself beyond myself.   Poetry, prose, paragraph, rhyme -- these structures may be used or...