Vacuum
My lover departs on a voyage to the east oh! how I’ll miss him. Written for Bluebell Book’s Short Story Slam. Continue reading Vacuum
My lover departs on a voyage to the east oh! how I’ll miss him. Written for Bluebell Book’s Short Story Slam. Continue reading Vacuum
Poetry is you Poetry is me Poetry’s the hue our mind’s eyes see. Poetry is abstract as much as it attracts your sense of reading to the poet’s ideas written. Poetry’s the child of brains run wild Poetry is anything that conjures words to meaning. Poetry is wings fly away at will explore horizons reach Infinity and beyond. Poetry is you Poetry is me Poetry’s … Continue reading Poetry is…