Tabatha Jenkins
Storm
No one would notice that my heart is pounding almost as hard as my head, because my hands are still. I feel like I'm falling down a...
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Tabatha Jenkins
Who You Were, Who You Are, Who You'll Be: Pt. 7 (Final)
(This is a seven poem series that was directly inspired by my younger brother, Sam. I wrote a different poem based on my perception and...
Tabatha Jenkins
Who You Were, Who You Are, Who You'll Be: Pt. 6
(This is a seven poem series that was directly inspired by my younger brother, Sam. I wrote a different poem based on my perception and...
Tabatha Jenkins
Who You Were, Who You Are, Who You'll Be: Pt. 5
(This is a seven poem series that was directly inspired by my younger brother, Sam. I wrote a different poem based on my perception and...
Tabatha Jenkins
Who You Were, Who You Are, Who You'll Be: Pt. 4
(This is a seven poem series that was directly inspired by my younger brother, Sam. I wrote a different poem based on my perception and...
Tabatha Jenkins
Who You Were, Who You Are, Who You'll Be: Pt. 3
(This is a seven poem series that was directly inspired by my younger brother, Sam. I wrote a different poem based on my perception and...
Tabatha Jenkins
Who You Were, Who You Are, Who You'll Be: Pt. 2
(This is a seven poem series that was directly inspired by my younger brother, Sam. I wrote a different poem based on my perception and...
Tabatha Jenkins
Who You Were, Who You Are, Who You'll Be: Pt. 1
(This is a seven poem series that was directly inspired by my younger brother, Sam. I wrote a different poem based on my perception and...
Tabatha Jenkins
Hurdle
The rock hurdles down the hill, daring me to stop it. I know I have to, everyone believes I can. No matter How much I breathe, I still...
Tabatha Jenkins
Sea of Years
The sea of years, the dismal depth of time, so enticing when your skin is still new and your dreams are untouched. You tread so...
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