Some days I am like a beautiful woman Awake in the morning My smile an embrace Everyone hates a beautiful woman Sometimes she is a lake people die in She walks in and People talk and Some begin to hate and Hunger eats at the seams of underpants Everyone eats nervously You call yourself aContinue reading “Woman”
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Self Pity, a Poem by Alma Hall
I would like a red carpet into Heaven for all that I’ve done, A flying carpet into Heaven for all that I’ve done, And when it’s hard in Heaven, and when I’m angry in Heaven, I would like to sit in a cherry tree and eat and touch the clouds. I may forgive you butContinue reading “Self Pity, a Poem by Alma Hall”
