Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
A Sip
Licking wounds
from the already
faded but still
reddened cheeks.
It‘s the eyes,
the twitch
of the
brows to the
muscles of the
mouth—
.
I can see it talk.
I can hear it speak.
I can feel many thoughts.
but maybe it
wasn’t.
.
A past is backward.
Did you ever took
a step forward?