Burgundy bricks and feathers, Will always be symbols of silence to me. We lived in a house built of burgundy bricks. It was a little …
Untitled by Jessica Pureza
you were the person behind the melancholy that was etched in the words I had been writing on and on until it became a poetry …
All This Pain Has Made Me Numb by Disha Ahluwalia
All this pain has made me numb, Reduced me to a castaway ghost Rummaging through crevices …