Poetry | 136 Major

By Holly Stirman My secluded state  C’est la vie en tenebres  Dead Inquistiton  Deliberating  A slow decomposition  Brain dead before body  He plays with my mind  Escape to freedom denied  A brute fantasy  A silent echo  Of exhausting restlessness  Panic at the club  A rich illusion  On looking from high above  The faint film of… Continue reading Poetry | 136 Major

Poetry | The Mermaid

Not at all timid like her mythological counterparts, she bursts forth with as much energy as the waves that she disappears under.  She is far more confident in the water than on land.  The sun is her friend; it lets her shine.  She needs to be close to the wet expanse - even if it… Continue reading Poetry | The Mermaid