The Big Cookie Poem by Elle Rose

The Big Cookie

Rating: 5.0


Things are weird
And crazy too
I'm so tired
I sometimes like to disassemble my microwave and chew on the individual parts and pretend the burning in my mouth is from a meal Mother prepared despite our unrelinquishing fears of the Ukrainians coming closer to the border of the Motherland
Everyone is always nice to me

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success