Poems from Brys
there is nothing more resilient than a flower
with bright and reverent colors and
soft dew sluggishly moving down the petals
as the...
Sweaty palms, winded breaths, I jolt awake,
And unexpectedly you were there, without a moment to forsake.
My eyelids were heavy as you sung...
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for the lies, the things I've done, and constantly reminding you how little I care.
I'm sorry I can't be honest,...
The face of racism
Uses words to kill all that is good on earth, without glancing back at the damage
It has the ability to claim countless...