Poems from Shedrianadegrate

currently a senior in high school, hoping to become a published author sometime in the future.
Dear Hot Wings (ode)
Once in a while, on a Good Friday,  I might get the chance to have you.    To see you fall into the smokey sauna,  Brings sweet pleasure to...
reflection of the bedroom
Slipping under the guards of yellow tape, that warns "stay away," burying myself into clouds and space. Locked into this haven, reserved...