Poems from virginiaviolet

People like to talk about how other people are instrumental in the world. They call their friends imporant "elements" of life, which has...
I walk, sometimes,  down the ageing pavement. Quick steps, cat-like, but I'm no sly cat.   I laugh, sometimes. It could be said that I...
When I round the corner, and touch my nose to the real, cold glass of my bathroom mirror, I am faced with everything I've ever tried to...