I didn’t know what to name itthe feeling that I felt in my chest.When the light caught your eye,the curve of your nose.I was already…
Poet & Storyteller
I didn’t know what to name itthe feeling that I felt in my chest.When the light caught your eye,the curve of your nose.I was already…
She walks in smokea slow burning incenseedging in reverse. I breathe her in deep,And feel hercurling into my lungs,a warningthat smells likesieged perfumeburnt but sweet.…
You stirred the pot,taking parts of you,parts of methe good, the bad,even the things that aren’tso pretty to look at. You poured them into the…