Poems from VineetAziz

When you die
When I died, I'm not sure if anyone missed me. I imagine my mom cried. Maybe.   But people die. And that's a hard-proven fact. So why do...
Abigail Smith
Abigail Smith: She died tonight, but it's no myth.   Her screams and blood have scarred her town,  Dark red assisted with a shrill sound...