Poems from Megan Collins
To know pain
is to exist, and as lovely
is this pain as lonely is the
fall out of earth, away from
time there are angels who paint
the sky...
Why would I ever feel
that I'm good enough,
every success story feels
like rising fire and I'm being
burned because I'm not as good,...
Shattered crystal, luxurious
disaster, we carry heavy
with our boot straps broken,
only the screech of rubber tires
stop us from lurching...
But I don't believe
in love, exceptions or
meaning, don't see me
as beautiful or redeemable
I've never felt so close to
death, dress me in...
There are people like me
who haven't gotten up,
and people like me whose
legs swing off of balconies,
they're pleading to the angels
to...