a bubble of silence By : emc April 30, 2021 Comments Off a bubble of silence sometimes being alone makes sense, i’m alone with my thoughts and my feelings and my discomfort. nothing really make sense these days, the world is
Wandering Soul By : Grace Hasson April 24, 2021 Comments Off I have a wandering soul. Or merely a single breath of soul that comes and goes. Winds whisk it away like a wish flower’s whispers. She taught me love
The Songwriter By : Grace Hasson April 10, 2021 Comments Off “Is it me?” I ask, leaning my head on her shoulder. The music is loud in the other room, but here, on a couch forgotten by the party, I’m
Purple By : Grace Hasson April 10, 2021 Comments Off The blues come and go like summer showers. They roll down my nose and into the tissue below. And the reds fade in and out. Girls with cheeks burning
