Jill : Writing

Y.E.O

Y.E.O

A Poem by Jill


There was a boy, who didn't love me back. Isn't that how it goes?
Ink-blot

Ink-blot

A Poem by Jill


Weaving wordsEven in dreamworldA poet suffersEndlesslyHanging in betweenTwo worldsAll she seesIs the ink stainsSpreading onto paper.