Poems from ellenrsmith
in a walgreens in a college town
a boy wearing that scent walked by
suddenly I’m little again
small feet on cold tile, watching...
the swipe of the yellow card blurs
the transition between the outside to the underneath
yellow lines separate commuters
from the slick...
before I moved to new york,
I thought I was too ugly to be catcalled
now reassurance comes pouring in
I walk to get my coffee, 3 blocks...
maybe she's fictional, words on a page
Moments framed in an outline,
orgasms like plot points
Girl of my erotic daydreams
framed in a...
To the girl that broke my heart
by letting our friendship die
I will never block your number
Or forget the way your cry
I will never...