Bleak, foggy town.
Desolate dead-end streets
wind through the heart of sorrow
I can see my house from here.
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So I Don't Unravel: Poetry
PoetryJennifer White's poetry focuses on her own experiences as a wife and mother in rural Idaho. She broaches the topics of relationships, death, and her reflections on life.
Bleak Town
Bleak, foggy town.
Desolate dead-end streets
wind through the heart of sorrow
I can see my house from here.
