by Grey | Apr 2, 2023 | Poetry
I am always the one left yearning wishing reaching for what is… not there my hand cold with damp air I don’t know if something is wrong am I wrong? Doing it wrong? Because I just keep finding dead...
by Grey | Apr 2, 2023 | Poetry
coffee or tea doesn’t matter to me the depth of one not shallow the other rich and deep bitter but sweet those toasted beans sing to me slighting my soul with warmth and peace sinking into these cold weary bones a cozy highlight to breath into the sunrise over...
by Grey | Apr 1, 2023 | Poetry
these days I wake up crying yesterdays saddness spilling into today’s an oil slick of emotions stomach churningly oozing together I’m sorry My childish stummblings push folks away teill I fall face-first in the dirt skin marred with incompentence reaching...
