May 2017
I found her in her room
scattered across the floor,
in piles and in heaps,
shoved in corners,
hidden under the bed,
amongst the trash and the relics.
I discovered her in it all.
In her room, I learned who she was.
We both found her there,
as she sorted through it with me.
scattered across the floor,
in piles and in heaps,
shoved in corners,
hidden under the bed,
amongst the trash and the relics.
I discovered her in it all.
In her room, I learned who she was.
We both found her there,
as she sorted through it with me.
An impromptu poem my best friend wrote about me while we cleaned my room
