Poems 5
Turquoise talks A hushed tone falls over the room as we lay there contemplating what
Turquoise talks A hushed tone falls over the room as we lay there contemplating what
Bottom Shelf Here we are once again, deciding where to go. We can’t be together
There are some things I wanna forget I’ve done plenty that needs forgiveness and forgetting.
You’re My Cigarette I don’t smoke anymore; I feel no need to inhale the nicotine
Cowgirls Can’t Cry Cowgirls can’t let a tear drop down their cheek even when they