Poems by Karla

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  • Little Red Riding Hood was six
    when the wolf ate her...

  • I am an invisble thing,
    an unseen substance...

  • Let me walk on holy ground with you
    as you touch my soul and my world expands...

  • You were a place where I could bring
    My weary self every day after trying to save...

  • I cried my last word,
    breaking all the connections...