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From the flower’s point of view, after Robert Frost’s poem Wind and Window Flower

I sat by the window every night waiting foryou to blow through, since you never stay long I’m desperate for even a glance.You would pause at my window and leavebehind tendrils of ice from your frosty kisses. Iwanted so bad to reach out, to feel the chillingsting of you on my skin. But then youContinue reading “From the flower’s point of view, after Robert Frost’s poem Wind and Window Flower”

Art piece poem: Boy and Moon, Edward Hopper

I once had a brother, though only I Remember him. We shared a room, almost Shared a soul even. Now both feel cripplingly Empty in his absence. A part of me stolen Away with not even a trace left in its wake. The incidents were always at 3 in the Morning. It began innocently enoughContinue reading “Art piece poem: Boy and Moon, Edward Hopper”