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
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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