Poems from Miss Independent
These words follow me...like verbs after a nounOver and over againLike the echoes of a soundPounding on my mindLike a cop at the...
Style <------------ Well, that's not quite arranged yet...Set in depth through the cool waters of t-shirt & jeans...Easy enough...
Stiffened by life's glitches that shift the lenses to the image I mentally pictured, "once upon a time" in my book at the genesis of my...
Reaping disconnect as I re-connect myself...
Since there's nothing else, I'm recollecting pieces off grounds..while questioning the loud...
Clawing at destructible walls, priding on the hopes for my heavy fall
By acute bitter fruit, on the Eve of my success
Pulling like a...