THE PERVERSIONS OF QUIET GIRLS ~BY ANGELINA ROLSTON
I’m an orange,
But if I can’t juice — will you throw me out?
Poem on trauma
THE MAN IN THE DOORWAY ~BY PAM LEVARI
There once was a little girl so innocent and free-
One morning she work up
That had all been taken
MY FIRST LOVE KILLED HERSELF ~BY PRESLEY PARKER
My first love killed herself,
Not in the way you think,
Not with a gun to her head,