longing for something that you wished you had, even for a brief second.
looking for my shadow. it ran off.
freed.who i am,who i wish to be,tied in expectationsof who they want me to berestrained within a cagethis bird cannot fly freeher feathers clippedblue wings shedwho i amlost. i tried to make a poem that is reversible… but it didn’t exactly work? everything makes sense except for the line “tied in expectations”, and i couldn’tContinue reading “blue”
clocks ticking: bye-bye – hurry up, birds chirp, dogs bark – cars whoosh by, clocks tick