Poems from Talaisha
This subject, I love . . . but you teaching it . . . not so much.
Why should I have to constantly hear about your family issues? I now know...
Loud were the sirens crying outand loud was the body that wanted to be let outWanted to be free and do whatever it pleasedNot knowing the...
What sly, sneaky dogs gentleman can be,disguising themselves to others to have a sort of innocent fluency.
But what man can truly...