Poems from Rebecca Rodrigues
I stared at the colorless newspaper that sat in the dispenser. Another headline about our president. Since when did life get so fucking...
Roses are white
Roses are red
Roses are pink...
We learned when we were young
That we were free
Free from the world
Or so we thought
Our teachers never taught us
Trama
Never spoke that ...
No!
I shout,
to your tempest desires
your unwanted touch
sets my skin aflame
No! No! No!
you hurt me deep
deeper than the ocean is dark
the...