REAL LOVE BY HAWNA ATWOOD
She hadn’t known what real love wasNot until he smiled at her.He offered his help without her needing to askHe held her as she sobbed during shark week And never Continue Reading →
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She hadn’t known what real love wasNot until he smiled at her.He offered his help without her needing to askHe held her as she sobbed during shark week And never Continue Reading →
I thought I could fix what was broken. Be a hand to mend cracks and seams, But in my search for healing I lost myself within the dreams. You came Continue Reading →
As I look up into the ink black sky,A smattering of stars above my eyes,Rays of moonlight white,Like angel’s fingers grasping at the darknessThe northern lights of Aurora beginning to Continue Reading →
rot is the instinctintegrated to the land;taboo prescription.
Sober clouds watch the cliff fall, Crash into water from heights tall Stir the silent riverbed Lost her clarity, clouds of dirt bled Soft rain, mound of fallen place Settled Continue Reading →
The original teacher shakes with the “Strong and Free” against this fault.
Ol’ Mr. Rabbit sat on field of green,Munching away at a patch of grass.‘Twas a beautiful day, no cloud to be seen,And the fields ripe for Mr. Rabbit to reap. Continue Reading →
As night seems longer than it hasHas hell frozen over?I wait for a returned messageIs he lost to this death? Her friends are unloving todayShe’s thrown the towel inThat pain Continue Reading →
Such a horrific nightmare I had!Something, a ghastly demon, I believespawned from the ancient bones of all the graveyardsand promptly after its repulsive, nasty birthit set off to consume and Continue Reading →
My body is sacred. It comes from the earth. Invasive species do not phase me, But oil and coal try to erase me. My body is sacred. The blood in my veins flows through me Continue Reading →