two thousand tissues
balled up upon the cold floor
eyes dried tears no more
Explore:
a poet's playground
More from the playground:
a new year’s toast
is this new year
any different than the last
only in days spent
more
blissful, bright & content
shedding those
distressed, dysphoric wrapped in lament
take into toll
people who’ve crossed your path
asking, wanting nothing
other than sharing laughter
in the moments of disorder and