The photons call out in desperation, for the body to pay attention.
When the Photons Call
Tag: poetess
Inner Child
Running my fingers over the scars, I close my eyes.
Nighttime Haunts the Muscles
Don’t store the detritus in your body. It will mire down your feet.
I Am
I am a poetess a prowess, a lioness ripping through emotions a shark in an ocean of sadness and incapable expression.
2.0.1.9 Outro
I have dissected new sections of pain which remain in the hidden spaces of my brain.
Becoming: A Minute Spoken
The Woven Sea
My gold is woven in possibilities and endless patterns of emerging change.
A Different Kind Of Damaged
I can only sit and observe,
The winding streets of your hurt.
Behind the Stars
You are hiding behind a star.
Shards
And in the end
All she wanted
Was her own piece
Of heaven
Deeper Seas
Art: "From a World Inside This One" by Vennie Kocsis Deeper Seas Emerged naked Skin renewed from Oil and water; Lungs stronger From the disaster. You see, after The ticking clock stops And the heart Is the only beat Left to keep the rhythm You place your hand On your chest to Count the breaths. … Continue reading Deeper Seas
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