Poems from Emmy

Words They drip from my fingers like sap from a broken tree I think them and they pour, especially in high weather The weather that comes...
To see the world as a series of comparisons Grass like a bent straw Sky, the color of the walls of my room To see the walls and see only...
Dear fluffy, brown, recliner You sit in the corner of the room I used to share with my sister But now she’s gone The room is quiet But...
Today I sat in the darkened kitchen Convinced that a shooter was going to kill me But in those moments I realized what I loved What I would...
Life can be a war And it’s good to know that You have someone at your back   She’s a born fighter Tough, strong, stubborn, Too stubborn...

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