Poems from helenaw
I felt it before I saw it.
your head was down and so were you,
you made an excuse to go outisde
and my gaze follwed
through the...
they may stare, call out, sexualize
my curves, my hips
but I love them
and I still wear jeans that hug them
and I still walk with my...
fireworks marked our final nights
of laying on blankets and listening
to the ocean and the wind
stargazing on widows peaks
humid nights...