Poems from ValerieAnne
four minutes between classes
my feet move a mile a minute
and so does my mind
but four miles isn't far enough from my last class
my...
Your words
slide past me,
dance beyond me,
tease at the edges of my imagination
before disappearing from the pages of my mind.
I see ages...
i should write a story.
. . . what kind of story?
i dunno. like, a story.
why is it so important that i have a story?
i dunno...
I search
somewhere
inside myself
and find myself
beyond myself.
Poetry, prose, paragraph, rhyme --
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