#helenkeller
dark and silent
I fought to be awake
it has always been black
it will always be black
my house is big
my parents are beautiful
I think
I like to hide things
I’m lucky because I can’t
hear my mother scolding me
water is my salvation.
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 12:54 PM UTC
Prose, a photo
Poetry, pencil sketch,
in five lines.
We see not with eyes but heart
We hear not with ears but heart
We think not with mind but heart
Helen Keller,
wise beyond sight.
And we feel not with heart but in the guts.
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 3:30 AM UTC