With one hand on my tender heart, I write.

we’re going back to basics today

we’re going back to basics today

to poetry, to flow

to yearning

to cobblestones and window panes

to sitting with pain

and just watching it

just breathing softly

this is it and this is everything and this is nothing

at all.

we live in a cutthroat world / or at least a fickle one

and more and more, I am realising that

I need to be able to express my truth

I am past p…