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...