Category: identity

She would be heard

Dusk into dawn. A storm is coming and the night winds will howl as fiercely as a hyena tearing apart its kill. There was no refuge to be had. All was going to be out in the open. Accusations and defenses flying into the eye of the storm. […]

There’s pain in sorrow

Pain in sorrow Sadness in pain Bite to my joy Joy in bitterness Bucking the trend Trending the doom Sorrow is prickly Laughter is tinged Find a horizon Blink till it comes into focus Sigh Exhale Inhale Pinpoint the dagger Bandage up the wound There’s pain in sorrow […]