An introvert’s view on navigating through the pandemic and the loneliness it brings.
Category: Creative Writing
Immortal
I remember the shadows that leapt away
From fractures promising life in a dying darkness…
Lakeside
Just one glimpse
Of me is all I ask…
Autumn Fire
It’s the embers,
Yearning to sweep through the proud
Clinging to last season’s self-righteous glory…
Small Talk
I know a place beyond
These stamp-sized plots
Our tongues are used to licking…
