i am now paper–
you absorbed my years of growth
my tears, my blossoms, my roots
then cut me down
YOU ARE READING
vertigo; #wattys2018
Poetrythis is for you; i don't shout my poetry off rooftops anymore because i think the world heard me it's been four years since i began writing this book on scraps of paper and receipts so go ahead; read me [lower case intended] [tw for some] [all writ...
lviii.
i am now paper–
you absorbed my years of growth
my tears, my blossoms, my roots
then cut me down
