Prose
Of Past and Grief. Content Warning.
It may be a foreign country, but still its culture impacts. For good or bad, bad or good, the past leaves its mark—undeniably indelible. Whether you lean into it or run from it, it shapes and forms your future. It can secure or derail that future. Just as we can't bandage over the past and hope it disappears, we can't live there.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
Identity
There's fear in places it doesn't belong. I wonder why that is? The softest spoken sound can inspire terror- shivers, like knives on the toes of ballerinas, carving their way up my spine, stopping at my throat, silencing my voice with the threat of reality- don't scream, they'll hear you
By Christiane Winterabout a year ago in Poets
