Poetry
4 poems
It’s nothing, really. Just a dried, crumpled flower lying crushed at the bottom of my old mahogany jewelry box. But I can’t help sifting through tangled chains and back-less earrings ...
Disclaimer! Spoiler! : It definitely needs to be refined; at first glance I see some definite awkward points, but overall, I'm satisfied with how this turned out. Opinions? I’m in ...