Cold, frigid, glowing, the mirror reflects what you cannot see. I smell the morning I lost all control. I looked longingly,
By Marissa Burns5 years ago in Poets
November 30, 2018 So, I’ve had the blessing and the curse this month of falling in love with my best friend. This is the most scared I’ve been in a long time.
By Marissa Burns5 years ago in Humans