Tag: Poetry

Poetry: Bug, A Sestina for Mom

You were my first home. That’s the truth. Into the world I went with a push. Our mutual first love, Grandma, cheers to the glee of being free,…

Poetry: Going Green

Going Green By Ms Jheri Voicemail. I hear my worst fear, trans- forming me to a sonneteer. Take to this paper with a pen. Purple paper waits to…