Poems from Rae Wilcox
The smell of books surrounds me. The dim light coming from the lamp illuminates the small room. The bed beneath me creaks as I shift...
I walk quickly
head down
shoulders stiff
“I’m sorry” on my lips
Everyone’s watching me
My lips are bitten
hands shaking
leg bouncing
my...
Above all else, I am average.
I was born female
I’m bad at math
My communication skills are beyond low
I have horrible asthma
My eyesight...