Poems from fragile1110
Dancing on the ceiling seems a powerful feat
To lose and gain control with your feet, with your mind, with you heart
All I want to do is...
How can someone succeed
When you only expect so much?
How can someone learn to believe
When you're so out of touch?
The smell of books...
I was born in Maoming
to the sounds of sirens and in the midst of yellow smoke,
I’d imagine.
I was blessed.
I could have died nine...