Poetry

< 1 You gasp for breath.

< 1 Tell me again

< 1 Embrace the vague memories that are now bittersweet,those moments when you awoke to your fathercarrying you off to bed, lulled back to sleep by his body heat.Or when you would stand in the cold on…

< 1 In you is the stubbornness of withered oak leaves,

< 1 Some call Alice and Charlie sensitive.

< 1 I have to shake their hands

< 1 You have to approach the Venus fly trap with caution

< 1 Pinpoint precision is attention to detail

< 1 I remember being the grumpy child with the scrunched up face

< 1 Before you left,

< 1 Smiling to convince yourself you’re happy

< 1 The K-mart stranger in the Candy aisle