In four years of faithful use of Chapel Hill Transit, I never did meet my husband.
Tag: poetry
Three
A poem for the enneagram three
Content
There is a warm contentment rising in my chest, and I welcome it.
This is Just to Say, or From One Frat Bro to Another
A poem for LDOC, inspired by plums
zenith // nadir
A poem for March Madness
Balance
A poem for the Tobacco Road rivalry
Lessons
A reflection on the intangibles learned in college
Moriah Sharpe 