Poems from briana.dixon.12

  We share the beat  Pulse erratic Bass, dramatic Thrum. Ecstatic Compulsion filling me feet To head, thick with hip-hop induced high   We...
Some people’s sense of how they look is etched on the inside of their eyelids But I have always felt mine is poured into a basin of water...
Everyone, hands in the air! DID YOU HEAR ME, HANDS IN THE AIR! Don’t let the bubblegum voice fool you This weapon is imaginary Who knows...
I am directionally challenged Winding roads lose their landmarks Maps lose their meaning And bam, I’m lost   And I could see myself...
So I heard you’re claustrophobic That you turned yourself into Peter Pan’s worst nightmare sentient shadow no one can find That must be...