hannahgrace's Letters
18 thoughts, 18 smiles.
18 wonders,
From an 18 year old child.
My heart quickens its pace,
Excitement tells me to shout.
But at the same time,
Come dream-mares of my teeth
Falling out.
I lie between my mothers legs,
Still mentally clinging to her breasts.
As she untangles the hair of a soon no-longer child,
I realize this is my last moment in…read more