A short quatrain that is a question for all friends. ❤
Hello all, been a while. Happy to be back after about a year. Lots of life, relationships and writing, learning to be better at all. Hope you like what I've worked on here recently to write again. Art...
four quatrains about the walls i wish i weren't building around my heart
Do we ignore mortality because this universe we insist to persist in is headed to a defenite demise?
Some thieves have burgled every house; The rich are sorrowing
A retelling of The Promised Neverland's story with Ray's perspective and an alternate ending.
A poem about the vulnerability of blind trust.
Supine, roads sprawl so lazily That they collapse to planes,
The trouble started on the day After the day before.
Desiccated youth has bones like cork, So porous strong in cells.
Slowly, the hunters break stride through the snow...
A drunkard's guzzled several days, And staggering outside,
The crystals groan, whenever crushed Under a melting tread.
Hello all, been a while. Happy to be back after about a year. Lots of life, relationships and writing, learning to be better at all. Hope you like what I've worked on here recently to write again. Art...
four quatrains about the walls i wish i weren't building around my heart
Do we ignore mortality because this universe we insist to persist in is headed to a defenite demise?
Some thieves have burgled every house; The rich are sorrowing
A retelling of The Promised Neverland's story with Ray's perspective and an alternate ending.
A poem about the vulnerability of blind trust.
Supine, roads sprawl so lazily That they collapse to planes,
The trouble started on the day After the day before.
Desiccated youth has bones like cork, So porous strong in cells.
Slowly, the hunters break stride through the snow...
A drunkard's guzzled several days, And staggering outside,
The crystals groan, whenever crushed Under a melting tread.