Poems from jchhoeun7
In your hand you hold something capable
of destroying, something that makes
walls yellow. Something that blackens the
pink. Something that...
When it rains
I look up.
But the droplets stick to my glasses,
so I look down.
I love you, mom!
I love you, dad!
I love you guys!
I love everything!
Have we felt love
even if some have not been in love yet?
We are in...
Water quenches
The satisfied "ah" from a gulp
Water douses
The low sizzle and crackle from the put-out fire
Water cleans
The grime flowing...