exposed April 14, 2018April 16, 2018by christophermcgeownwriting vulnerable with the sting of fresh air to old wounds hoping they will finally heal. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
Love it! Your poem bears a connection with a poem I once wrote: https://momentsbloc.wordpress.com/2016/09/02/that-evening/ Loading... Reply
Love it! Your poem bears a connection with a poem I once wrote: https://momentsbloc.wordpress.com/2016/09/02/that-evening/
Oh this brought shivers. Air hitting a wound, perfect
thank you:)
Nice 🙂
thank you:)