Stories by honey_poems
Empty
Things that are occasionally empty: Cups, Hearts, Buildings, Bathtubs, Rooms, Faces, Shoes, Minds.
The Ways In Which We Feel Pain
Pain- how do we feel it? What is public pain and what is private pain? This personal essay looks at these ide...
After: Rolling Stones
This poem was written directly in response to, and after, the poem "Rolling Stones" by Marina Keega...