Cailin Southcliffe’s writing seeks to give voice to the silenced and explore the tangled webs that weave us all together.
Spread roots across barren earth
Advising my self
Dusty old thoughts lay
still, stale, silent on the shelf
time washes away
Netted banners soarCatching unsuspecting friendsRising inquiry.
Stop. People, listen
to the pulse of our nation.