Tag: Prose

Teach…

This was done a long time ago. I think this was me being angry with the world a bit. I wanted someone around that was genuinely interested in me but not so much that that made it their goal to change me into their version of “better.”




Speak…I’m hungry.

Want me to get interested in you…tell me about yourself…this says it all.




My heart.

After not only living through but maintaining a strong sense of moral fortitude when you’ve been through what I have been through…this comes to mind…