I needed a space where I didn't self-censor, where I could be messy and raw and wise and silly...
Tag: poem
Another poem I scribbled late one night beneath the moonlight...
I wrote this poem when I was going through a slow and deep unravelling of the illusions of my life...
Sometimes after being with you, You’re all I can think about. It’s the twinkling skies Beneath your eyelids, The nectar in your lips...
Sky Harrison 