Poems from Macremae
humans, in fact, were not made to be "poetry"
or at least not in the way you think about it
i didn't understand the difference between a...
cross my heart and hope to breathe / suck the air into my lungs like a promise broken / like wind in the air singing hymns across a...
what they do not tell you about being in the hospital is the waiting
waiting in your room
waiting at the tables
waiting in group for people...