Jessie Lee's Writings
Expectations I was waiting for rain The days were chilly with fog That crept silent and still along the ground For days it lingered, waiting quietly Weaving downward through winter-bare trees Through dark streets, through high, wind-raped grasses A coaxing lover who leaves as quickly as arrived Then, the rain fell diagonally, a tease of wet drops Trickling...
26 Wishes I wish that I was a baller I wish that right now I had exactly one thousand three hundred and thirty three dollars and thirteen cents in my pocket I wish that I were cool enough to pull off a fedora I wish that I didn’t wish for so much I wish my...
Jessie’s Favorite Books
I can't pick. It's impossible.