Poems from colorful lion
To the men in Berkeley, I’m not your sweetheart, Not your baby, your honey, your cutie I don’t respond to clicks and hisses I’m not an...
There is a list of lies under my name--
--let me explian.
Failure, regret, dismay
lined the edges of pain.
Stupid, creepy, and even a...
After they teased “Dora”
Her flora
Whithered.
After they called her stupid
She allowed the putrid
Comments to sink deep.
After they framed...
As expected, an
apple falls from Life's tree. So
do all its neighbors.
Yet one could obliterate
conformity; you.
The world will try to...
With candlestick, pen, and paper
A youth my age formulates music that continues to amaze
Generation after generation.
Here are bonafide...