Poems from adepalma1
15 April 2013, 11:43 PM
150 Boylston Street, Boston
Dear America,
Here’s the thing: I just sat down to write a letter to you assigned by...
If a heart breaks and you're not around to hear it because you're too busy trying to calm your rapid breathing and stop your mascara from...
It’s not the orderliness
It’s the knowing.
It’s the knowledge of how
Many tiles coat the ceiling
Of the lab on the third floor,
How many...