To Bullmer, for giving me the voice.
To fire, for giving me the home.
To Dad, for giving me the love.
To me, for giving the choice.
YOU ARE READING
His poems, Their poems, My poems, Our poems
PoetryI write so he knows. I write so they know. I write so I know. I writes so we understand. Original poems and essays by Leasia Rayona "Leray" Posey.
