"tombstone"
I’ve been skipping moments for centuries
Leaving gaps between my memories
Never looking back at the ghost it has made of me
But soon
I will be buried under cement
Perished and forgotten
Reduced to family photos
And no one will care how I cried
Or what I dreamed
My tombstone will read “Here lies Stephanie….
whatever that even means”
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Small Girl, Big World
PoetryA collection of short poems that I wrote mostly during the summer of 2013. A majority of them have to do with things I've observed around me and not necessarily things I've been through.
