Words are bullets.
Readers are targets.
Come all, the loud and the silent!
Dive into this merriment.
Hi there! This is my collection of poetry & prose divided into three parts:
When she hurts
When she heals
When she soars
Words are bullets.
Readers are targets.
Come all, the loud and the silent!
Dive into this merriment.
Hi there! This is my collection of poetry & prose divided into three parts:
When she hurts
When she heals
When she soars
"I know I'm sunk deep to this point
To the point where I'm drowned
Into this bowl of honey I feel
I feel like there's no other way out"
A collection of poems about love, admiration and fondness.