In My WellIs this what I'm suppose to do? Should I know by now, after seemingly blank stares and many furrowed brows? I think this could be it,...
My Ability To ChangeMy ability to change Rustled through the leaves. It barely said a word. I think it muttered, "Please." And if my sorry ears Didn't tell...
Like a Turtle Finding The OceanI flew on a magic carpet with sparkling tassels I ran my fingers through them and believed my future was made of moonlight I thought...