Writing

If someone were to ask during a quiet moment What comes to mind when I envision something real They would discover a sudden light glinting i..

I had laid there. Floating around in this seemingly white box transported throughout a starless universe. This quiet place where I rest ..

Shh… Be as quiet as you can… Don’t let them hear it Don’t ever let them see it Sneak into the bathroom ..

Her melodic voice lifts throughout every room Sitting on the cold floor with her back against the wall Wearing nothing more than a tattered foot..

Perfectly Imperfect...

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