"Poetry is not only a dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before."- Audre Lorde
Tuesday, June 11, 2019
Untitled (Not the poem, just us)
You know how it feels
When you’re already late
And you have to slam your breaks
Because of a sudden red light?
That’s how it feels
Every time
I try to get
close to you.
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