A poem exploring feelings of madness, caution, and self-expression.
A poem regarding life’s many doors and expectations.
A poem commenting on the unbreakable power of womanhood.
A slam poem that pokes fun at many dark pieces of daily existence.
A poem that comments on the feeling associated with loss and change.
A poem that applies to all the creative dreamers that feel stifled by reality. Sometimes I find myself grasping the air before me My hands are chapped, and thin. The air is cold. What I don’t realize is that I am attempting to grasp onto my Own sense of wonder—my sense that my mind could truly create… Something. Something …