Day 2: Who was the last person you texted? Write a five-line poem to that person.
Sometimes I forget about
a part of me that laughs.
But you’re like a string on my
finger, a bright-pínk post-it,
Remindíng me everything’s fine.
Day 2: Who was the last person you texted? Write a five-line poem to that person.
Sometimes I forget about
a part of me that laughs.
But you’re like a string on my
finger, a bright-pínk post-it,
Remindíng me everything’s fine.