Oblivion (By Cat Matchuk)

Shovel this dirt.
It’s not good enough
I need more,
more dirt,
less of me. Continue reading “Oblivion”
Words bring forward stars to forge a world from the ink, breathe, your heart will write.
Shovel this dirt.
It’s not good enough
I need more,
more dirt,
less of me. Continue reading “Oblivion”