Teagan BollmanYour tongue is like a sword,sharp and tears shed for what it slaysFeb 15, 20191Feb 15, 20191
Teagan Bollmana slave no more: a poemThey say do not look for healing at the feet of those who broke youFeb 14, 2019Feb 14, 2019
Teagan BollmanSyria: Through The Eyes of a ChildI open my eyes. Black. All I see is black. The crushing weight of concrete is pressing on my legs and chest. I try to move but a sharp pain…Feb 6, 2017Feb 6, 2017
Teagan BollmaninRising CairnSaving PagesI don’t remember reading with my parents. I do remember everyone in their own rooms, as if shut away from each other.I grew up in a big…Dec 2, 2016Dec 2, 2016