Do you see the lights, grandpa? See
them? They're...
Saffie scared,
scared of talking...
The transients line my jail cell, disclosing that
evening will no longer let my eyes open...
What do you do when you've had enough?
When you're so tired of being tough...
Three beauty queens,
traveling with the world in the palm of their...
This pain in my chest hurts-way less than I wish...
and yet more than I thought it could...
Tired of the constant irreversible pounding
The surf of my thoughts...
Left For Dead...
Alone And Hiding...
The sun has been residing
within my mind this season...
I was veiled by my
own lingering fears...
I was three months old when mama passed away
she never got to see me walk, or hold my hand as I...
Could this possibly be true?..
Could I be dead...