Madison Grace : Writing

My Hand Slipped...

My Hand Slipped...

A Poem by Madison Grace


I’m spilling outin the wrong directionstrying to carry the flowof my bleeding personinto a wanted affliction�"But the sands of my so..
Homesick.

Homesick.

A Poem by Madison Grace


Something I wrote awhile back.
Depression.

Depression.

A Poem by Madison Grace


Far more uplifting than the title would suggest.
My Religion.

My Religion.

A Poem by Madison Grace


In writing this I realized that I was an atheist, and had been for quite some time.
Birth.

Birth.

A Poem by Madison Grace


I wanted to write a haiku, so I did.
Sententious Friendship.

Sententious Friendship.

A Poem by Madison Grace


I wrote a thing. Here it is. Let me know what you think because there is clearly room for improvement and I am eager to improve.