Mel Carrington : Writing

sleepy in increments

sleepy in increments

A Poem by Mel Carrington


what happens to my brain the morning after an all nighter
my hands aren't cold

my hands aren't cold

A Poem by Mel Carrington


changes in life are changes
doubt

doubt

A Poem by Mel Carrington


an upset self-criticism that shouldn't have happened but happened anyways
a reminder

a reminder

A Poem by Mel Carrington


a reminder for myself
today

today

A Poem by Mel Carrington


dedicated for a dear friend