Poems from Megan Collins
What do you do when it'sall too much besides runthe water over your cuts,and pray to your god, hopehe hears you, when youhear nothing,...
Don't look at me that way,keep smiling Collins, we knowyou'll leaving us soon, I wore thosewords like a security blanket, wrappedaround me...
Pop her, pop the stitches,carved inside a silly little girl,don't tickle her, teenage madness,Sylvia, a poet in the oven, whycould I relate...
I saw them rip her arms offand put her in a box, I sawthem shape her like clay andsay it wasn't enough for themto have her as their...
Make it a competition,give me reason and I'lldo my due diligence,right away quit thetrack, no races noreason, then shefell madly, poet,...