Poems from SkylarSculley

Dancer and writer trying to change the world one word at a time.
You know the things that have burdened me. Like names carved in to a tree. I was held so tight I could barely breathe. In that last...
Mama Says… By: Skylar Haley Sculley Mama says, if a boy picks on me it’s because he likes me. But Mama, if a boy calls me those names he...