Poems from a paper flower

a paper flower's picture
I'm a mere student with a burning passion for words.
me
hey, i’m me. no, i’m not the me you see. i have masks i like to wear. they smile and laugh without a care. but that’s not me. not the real...
Remembrance
If you became blind, what would you remember? The color of autumn leaves in September? Your mother's face; The stars in space; The spark...