Poems from emmagrace96
He pokes and prods me with his latex fingers.
He opens my mouth and shines the sun into my eyes.
I try to ignore the stale coffee breath...
I’m not over you.
I don’t know what it is about you or what you did to make me feel this way but every time I think about you or look at...
Have you ever heard a train whistle?
Or the scream of a tea kettle?
Have you ever heard a parrot squawk?
Or the screech of rubbing metal...
I know what I said,
And at the time I meant it.
I know that it’s early,
But I feel like I’ve been hit.
I didn’t want something serious,...
Tossing and turning,
Restless and yearning.
You’re always on my mind,
Never hard to find
Deep in the labrynth.
I want to reach for the...