Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Heart not Of my heart But still in my veins Womb dweller, outside my body Me, a native invader in a constant Place. And [t]his will always be A glass house not a welcome home.
0
Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 8:01 PM UTC
Step
Heart not Of my heart But still in my veins Womb dweller, outside my body Me, a native invader in a constant Place. And [t]his will always be A glass house not a welcome home.
f-white
Written by
American
Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 8:01 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem