Zoe's Poetry:

ALONE There’s a lot of air about me So sudden, it wants to – don’t do that Hush up my sides and lick My jaw rush away, leaving a hollow No-sound. Which is equally discordant, Equally as harsh Only to - no, stay away Slither up round again, clog me with Freedom, blue and glass and shell-shiny And- is... Sign in to see full entry.