It’s a sweet scent that shares the air in my lungs and imprints the smell on my memory. It’s a soft silence at 3am when the world whispers to me its secrets.
By Evan Poschinger3 years ago in Poets
The world and my place in it, at least 100 words It’s mesmerising, terrifying, beautiful and absurd ‘Do what you love and love what you do’ is the best advice I’ve heard
By Evan Poschinger4 years ago in Poets
