Poems from jenivasmithz

Brown Jug Crash! Two cars collide, leaving nothing but aluminum accordions and the ruins of extra metal. Burnt rubber clings to the breeze...
A small adventure it was, a mile journey. On crumbling pavement, carrying my sandals in my left hand. Barefoot, blisters forming, small...
I am from plane rides at a week old, from always knowing there was something special about my family. I am from always knowing I was...
A garden of white, bouquets of black and purple. Black and purple flowers that resemble her bruised memories. A garden created of pathways...
Words flow quickly from her singing mouth, as her hair was carried by a soft breeze. “You think you own whatever land you land on, the...

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