Poems from Sera Holland
I’m beginning to think.
This is all an act-
Let me set the scene.
The first time I was disciplined
at school I was five years old...
I walked through an abandoned house,
Filled with ghosts and demons
With a blindfold
Wrapped tight around my eyes
And I couldn’t see the...
I wondered what crossed her mind as she gasped,
And her eyes sparkled with the echoes of the taffy glass.
I wondered if she felt the pain...
This,
Is me.
Take a good look because I guarantee your first impression will be shattered in a word or two,
Alone.
I am not defined.
...
I am the lioness
Covered in the black and white wind
Hunting the hunter’s man.
I am prey no longer
I’m a predator on the run
He doesn’t...