Poems from katycui
Where are you from?
I-
No. Where are you really from?
A tiny hut squeezed between the blue valleys north of the coast where the rice...
You missed it,
everything looks wrong,
that there doesn't fit,
the moments gone.
The angles off,
the flash is too bright,
they just scoff...
I collapse on a bed of needles.
Ants of fire crawl into me, encasing my body
Frozen in agony,
I feel millions of legs pinching my insides
I...