Search

Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World

Tag

brain

Tomorrow Said

Where my brain hails from, isn't a glorious place with no secrets or rooting fingertips trying to dig out dreams. I reached my intuitive. Read records and lay lost with the most curious of results. She couldn't help me. Another... Continue Reading →

Animal

Wait, what's more for poetry? I called forth a haunt It was June and air stuck to my legs in ways-- liberating, vexing. Escape wasn't the answer, the beige walls stretched for miles. There are pathways in here that were... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: