Posted inCreative Hall Poems
The Unseen
There are things no eyes can see, yet they consume the most of me. Lleno de luz, my soul, my muse You are the flame the night once knew, and…
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At First Sight
In a world where a single gaze could empty your memory, I wonder, If you would still look up at me? Not to remember, but to choose? Eye to eye.…
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Infestation
Not only was she broke, she was also hungry and half dead from exhaustion. Life wasn't treating her fairly. The one and only apartment she could ever afford was tinier…