Poems from chloalv17
Dear __,
When I write, I struggle to seem less bitter. My attempts at sweetening up my writing can be best compared to when you pour too...
Once upon a time, deep in the blue sea,
There lived a little mermaid, whose hair was red as fire,
To this little mermaid, there was more...
Dear President Trump,
Can you hear that?
It’s the sound of thousands of women,
America’s women,
Crying out,
“My body, my choice!”
I...
A year ago, I had hoped that this dark feeling would go away.
The feeling of watching a train leave the station,
Waving good-bye to its...