I guess I never really noticed but if you think about it, life can be booooring for a child. Waiting in line at doctors offices, running errands, being yanked from one
Fragile. Frail. Weak. Human. Small. Alone. These are the words I have been weighted down with lately. They lay heavy on my heart like a ton of bricks.
“You want to know why and how I just began to write poetry – to answer this question, I should say I wanted to write poetry in the beginning