The Barbaric Yawp

I’ve always found solace in writing, ever since I was 13. Poetry has been my means of expression since then. I aspire to make a difference with my words, and I hope you enjoy reading some of them!

Drizzle in your xeric

You are Belle, a small-town princess
Who’s yet too brave
She must’ve met a peculiar Greek god
For she can turn everything
murky Into something golden

Myiesha

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