whatsername94Whisper

Sort
Dear Jane"That is my wife... And this is what I wish to have... look at the difference! ... then judge me...
65
198
Murder of The MoonThere must have been a time when we didn’t have words for it, / When it had no name yet, the silver
66
160
WordsWe talked about things, my one-time lover and I. / Words. They floated in the air. / He read a poem
49
152
A Reflection In The MirrorThe room was cold. / The muffling curtain shut out light at my window. / The air was thick, pungent
61
148
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write