Poems from virginiaviolet
People like to talk about how
other people are instrumental in the world.
They call their friends imporant "elements" of life,
which has...
I walk, sometimes,
down the ageing pavement.
Quick steps, cat-like,
but I'm no sly cat.
I laugh, sometimes.
It could be said that I...
When I round the corner,
and touch my nose to the real, cold glass of my bathroom mirror,
I am faced with everything I've ever tried to...