A Word For Bad Weather
Silent things are not for conquering
Silent things are not for conquering
Colouring in
Layers
Note to self
Are these clothes the colour of my insides? Are yours?
I have a vision of the shapes and words needed To say that I remember when we perched on secret ledges; The edges of a branch never broken but bonded By the pledges we made in the night time, To fly together. The sky saw us dance with stars and sing a salute, Farewell to […]