poetry, i’m new here.
and not being able to make it to the end
without crying.
but oh, what it was to me,
a boy from the city,
to’ve found the safest place
to experience love,
pain, sorrow, and joy.
like before the world cut me
when i only knew its whispers.
everyone has a thing
that changes everything.
someone i once knew
introduced me to mine,
but everyone here already seems to know as much.
my classmate even rolled her eyes
when i said,
in blackwater woods.