who do you write those poems for?
they ask
i look up
pen in hand
ink stains on fingers
myself.
YOU ARE READING
the zone
SpiritualA letter to the words that were our first love. A tribute to the art that fed our souls. A journey to get lost in our thoughts, and what we create
who?
who do you write those poems for?
they ask
i look up
pen in hand
ink stains on fingers
myself.
