Poetry

A letter from my shadow I only exist in the sun now The days are brighter lately, and I am not as heavy to carry Her shoulders are held...

Metamorphosis Metamorphosis [ˌmedəˈmôrfəsəs] Noun the cracking sound of you breaking out of the shell that once held you captive;...

Ode to the Canvas Ode to the marks  on my blank skin.  You needed a place  to paint your art,  choosing me as your canvas,  zero...

The first instalment of my series of poems I wrote while extremely depressed. Plentiful fruit, the tree of love Branches of life reaching...