Poems from hannahroseledezma

A social science major looking for a place to put poetry.
When I was little, I used to be afraid of the dark. I was afraid of all kinds of things: spiders, vampires, snakes, and too many...
The first thing my mother did, when a boy broke my heart, was open the windows. She said that letting in the air, and erasing his...
I could hear the wind, rustling through your veins, when you opened your mouth and the gnarled wings of a hummingbird fell out. I could...
deep breath, deeper, deeper yet, deeper than the ocean of your   eyes that keep calling me home, calling me back back to the   light and...
Bitter and hot, the coffee slides down her throat. Soft, tired eyes stare at nothing. A distant intimacy envelops her.   A mother scrubs at...

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