Heather Gibson

Rookie (Arizona / Phoenix)

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When i was three i would always say 'roses are red and violets are blue sugar is sweet and so are you' then my grandma would say 'there goes my Lil poet' since then I've always been a poet through the eyes of my grandma. more »

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Daddy And The Nameless Child

I was walking outside with an old friend.
It wasn't the kind where she's covered in wrinkles. It wasn't the kind where she was three no this friend she was covered in bruises.

Her father beats her. He would normally torment her till she only wished she were dead.
The reason for all of this you say? While little young innocent Jessi's mother was giving birth, Jessi was lucky enough to live- so thats what she thought.

Day in and day out little Jessi suffers. Only if she had a mother to go home to. Little Jessi goes to school beaten, wearing rags. What do the other children ...

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