Poems from Roz

I love to read and write. Poetry is my favorite thing to write.
When the wind blows And the sky fogs Up my picture in the mirror   When the river roars And the birds soar Above the woods we roamed   When...
The voices that surround me tell me I'm going crazy.   The voices that live inside of me tell me I've already gone insane.   The voice that...
If the rumors are true then you are a selfish freak.   If I listened to rumors I would never have agreed to be your friend.   If the rumors...
You cannot choose stuck in between black and white a winter day a long piece of charcoal old movies dusty shirts pencil lead staples in a...
When I ask grandfather, “Why is your face so wrinkled?” Mother hushes me, Grandpa smiles, I keep quiet.   But as the years go by, My...

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