My legs are stuck in a trance.
Sorry for the clickbait-y title, but... this is important.
It will always be there, so why run?
Please critique (strictest sense of the word critique).
The halcyon ether…
(Hope this makes sense 😭, I tried)
Someday I will post a happy poem ;-), this one is about being in an awful situation and not seeing a good solution .
Living floor to floor. I tried to paint the feelings of living in a busy apartment building, and of making it work all the while.
Trying not to let the fight for a living make me hard or bitter. Helped by the man from next door.
This is a black out poem from pages 154 and 155 of Touching Spirit Bear by Ben Mikaelsen.
Sorry for the clickbait-y title, but... this is important.
It will always be there, so why run?
Please critique (strictest sense of the word critique).
The halcyon ether…
(Hope this makes sense 😭, I tried)
Someday I will post a happy poem ;-), this one is about being in an awful situation and not seeing a good solution .
Living floor to floor. I tried to paint the feelings of living in a busy apartment building, and of making it work all the while.
Trying not to let the fight for a living make me hard or bitter. Helped by the man from next door.
This is a black out poem from pages 154 and 155 of Touching Spirit Bear by Ben Mikaelsen.