RAPOETICS REPRINT: The Friend by Holly Day
The Friend you come home from work and want me to behave, be good, be someone you can look forward to coming home to but I’m afraid I’ve found someone new to play with.…
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RAPOETICS REPRINT: The Trip by Holly Day
The Trip we used to pile into my dad’s van, drive all the way from Nebraska to Texas mostly in silence, because complaining about the unbearable heat would just make my dad turn the…