Night doesn’t call When I look out the windowIt’s leaking onto the building, The trees, the parking lot, A cat I didn’t notice the timeI just want to flick The light back on Before you walk to your car So I can say somethingThat would shatter me Into a mosaic
Loved reading this — such brilliant imagery - shattering into a mosaic / the image of night as dust on your hands it getting everywhere - oh just love it. So evocative.
Strength in all things. This is gorgeous 🫶
Thank you so much <3
Loved reading this — such brilliant imagery - shattering into a mosaic / the image of night as dust on your hands it getting everywhere - oh just love it. So evocative.
Thank you so much for reading my work :)