An amalgamation of one or two lines from every poem I’ve written for my AgoraPoetry series! Enjoy that’s like clouds without the sky. my voice has its own poweran ignition, somewhere. as though a faraway brush has brought us all into existence up up and up it is no surprise now the whispers of warmthContinue reading “Pastiche”
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Anxiety Retold: A Haiku, Part #2
now, you are a friend,old anxiety, present,breathing out, lightly.
The Painter
Photocopied trees circle me,And I feel as though I am being painted,As though a far away brush has brought us all into existence– Then a child runs too carelessly,falls on their face,And the painting is slightly torn.
