
The Tiger
Jaws
Like razor blades
on the brink of extinction
stripes
blaze in the sun.
A poem I wrote when I was 12 that was compiled for the American Library in Paris, 1992.
If I were stuck on a desert island, these some things I'd bring…

The Tiger
Jaws
Like razor blades
on the brink of extinction
stripes
blaze in the sun.
A poem I wrote when I was 12 that was compiled for the American Library in Paris, 1992.