Poems from aj71503
I am one of many
Women, college graduate, college student, pagan
But I am unlike any other
I have been shaped
Into something new
By these...
The smells of paper, pen and pencil
Complemented by the sounds of the rush
Of students new and old
Of professors young and old
Inhabiting...
You always knew it'll never be you
Until you'e standing near the precipice black
A precipice built on pills, blades and cracks
The cracks...