Sunflowers
I stay in Amsterdam, in his particular city
He stays in Brussels, in that particular city
He works in the art trade industry
While I work in a shitty industrie
When being unemployed
He wants me to be employed
He begs, begs, begs me
To study art
But I do not desire the love, I guarantee
Decides to work in the ministry industry
Found a decrease in work once again
He continues to be successful in the art trade industrie
After spending time away from work
I begin to sculpt, draw, paint
Starting to design different artwork
I never say another complaint
Museums, Apartment, city of love
Him and I live together
Selfish, unfeeling, unloved
Marvelous, gifted, gentle, you are happy wherever
Au Revior, I am off to a new airspace
I shall think of you
Enjoy the city of love, this beautiful place
Brother, I love you as I know you do
Day in and day out
Sketch, draw and paint
Me doing my artwork becomes my hideout
I live in a feeling of unconstraint
The sadness day in and day out
Unsettles me in the aberration that is in my abouts
Sickness in all of my body
You are always on my mind when I am sick, ecpecially this afternoon
Pains me to see you like this, I hope you are here with somebody
Get well soon
I visit him and the child
Back to the same thing everyday
Drawing, painting, sketching artwork of the child
Mind feels peaceful all day
You left mark on this world
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Letters
Kelsey Kessler
Kelsey Kessler is a current sophomore at Drew University and is studying psychology, creative writing and theatre arts. She enjoys writing poetry about fiction and also enjoys writing poetry about stories she creates. When not studying she has her own radio shows called different topics where she talks about different movies, music, and broadway shows.
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