[tabby title="Poem"] Your father's house Your father's house was once a home. He was the sun that kept your heart warm, Now he's the sun that burns your warm heart. You and him were best friends, Until growing up made...

[tabby title="Poem"] You are very good at making very bad decisions, But my brain has always been a good mother to you. You care so much about people who want to leave, Like I always cried for toys that were...

[tabby title="Poem"] I've seen you, How you walk around with a pregnant tongue. You're afraid of going home Because a beast waits for your return, To force you into aborting what the world needs to hear. Dear silenced voice, I'm...