let the tug of gravity drip from your sleeves, and the sun dry us firm and crisp till we are imbued and stuck in the light
Tag: poem
April 28
that faint hint of electricity buzzing through the air, the heavy static quiet
April 27
I am growing restless. Aching for the reverberation of heels clattering against cobblestone streets
Reece
I'll hold your head in my hands and promise you, that freedom hurts but numbness is far more bitter
April 23
People say who you are at 5 years old is who you’ll be for the rest of your life. I was a child lost in dreams. Drinking the nectar of fairies, Hidden under leaves and berry patches, Skating the ice rink carved from land and marsh Tucked away discreetly in the middle of the forest.… Continue reading April 23
April 22
be an ambassador of light
April 18
but moonlight is the sun's refraction
April 15
sometimes being happy is brave
April 13
surrendered to unlearning
April 11
I don't even know where home is