a new poem: “Ghosts” by Thomas Typewriter poetry I squeezed myself small from the ghosts I hoped to hide. My parents misunderstood why I cried never seeing the intruders at all. Share this: Print (Opens in new window) Print Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Like Loading...