Poems by silvershoes

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  • I have two friends who messaged tonight
    On Facebook messenger in two different friend...

  • I'm Back (2) 3

    Here it is
    My god, here it is...

  • My typewriter is my instrument.
    Hear me banging furiously...

  • Her love is confusing for them, but moreso for...
    She wants them to speak...

  • She raised them as her single hobby,
    Clipping their wings to prevent them from growing...

  • Backwoods (2) 5

    I thought it was complacency
    Stole my passion for the dramatic...

  • Kingdom (3) 6

    Years building our castle
    Yet the walls of our kingdom fall...

  • Drift (3) 6

    Out of body
    I see myself float...

  • Hurting (5) 3

    Fridays, 2pm: Therapeutic Interventions with...
    In the midst of lecture, she catches my eye from...

  • I have the power to fix people
    And if I can, I should...

  • Cool wind blowing through my hair
    Smells of earth and sweat...

  • Is there a word for having no words
    I’d like to think contentedness stole my...