I Should Have.
I should have worked harder in school, Done my assignments on time, Read more books and literature, Raised my hand more in class, Maybe then,
A LOGIC SHE CANNOT BORROW
A LOGIC SHE CANNOT BORROW. She is ten, and already suspicious of answers. They say poverty. A word that sounds like weather, like something that
What The Silence Knows.
Depression does not announce itself. It sits. With the child, Whose shoes are always tied wrong, Who counts dust on the classroom floor, Because the
SYMPTOMS, SPOKEN SOFTLY
The first voice speaks in delays. Tomorrow, it says. Not because tomorrow is better, But because today is too heavy to lift. Another counts exhaustion,
A LOGIC SHE CANNOT BORROW
She is ten, and already suspicious of answers. They say poverty. A word that sounds like weather, like something that passes. But her parents did
