The world is a stage. But I’m no actress! I stand here in the middle of the stage waiting for the spotlight to shine upon me. I feel small, unworthy.
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Sestina, a poetic formSestina, a poetic form
Underneath my desk there’s a sort of hidden from the eye small bookshelf were I’ve smuggled away my writing magazines. The other day, haven’t checked them out in a long
Poem Complicated for #HoySeEscribePoem Complicated for #HoySeEscribe
A poem for #HoySeEscribe
Poem: The sun, the stormPoem: The sun, the storm
Sun shines bright, mighty. Blinding those who lay eyes upon it. It’s presence ever warming. And at his feet a storm brews untamed, cold. Waiting impatiently for her master to
DesireDesire
I want to show her the world. See the glitter in her eyes resembling the moment when the light touches the surface of the water as the sun turns to
Black Shadow, a poemBlack Shadow, a poem
No body, no face, nor tears; only a distant moaning in the desert. Muted words lost in the sandy winds. Prison robe, eternal