Poems from rcpettit

The place is dark, My heart is too. I see people, gaunt, I’m afraid I too, Will end up like you.     The reek of death Hangs in the air...
13 160 At a time when all anyone wanted was to fit in, I could not hide in the crowd. If you cannot blend in, you must choose to shrink...
There once was a boy named Sam. He was a good boy, one who said, "No, sir," and "Yes, ma'am." In his little town there lived a girl. This...