a poem
Sew your ownBroken heartTogetherUse gold thread-As the stitchesWill make it shineMore beautifulThan…
Is there any money to be made in self-publishing?
I walk awayAloneAgain
But this timeI’m okay
I’ve allowed my thoughtsTo erode my dayI’ve allowed the rustTo take over, I willTurn to dust and…
a poem about lockdown blues in 2021