Poems from Jessie elder
"Talent is a pursued interest, anything that you're willing to practice you can do."
And I'm told this, it is implied.
I have a strong...
"This one?"
No.
"Even with the jacket?"
No, not even with the jacket.
You loved this one last spring, they said bold prints don't look good...
My eyes burn with relief.
Tears for the first time in weeks. Is your head supposed to pound this loud when you feel?
I feel all at once,...
We now live in a history book
we always have, but it’s like the reality of looking in a mirror and realizing the voice talking to you...
I wouldn’t tell my grandma.
No, my great aunt will never know.
My happiness is a commodity sold in the form of love.
It is illegal.
This...