we are more
we are more than the size of our frames we are more than the numbers behind each of our names we are more than the double digits on each and
very much (alive)
a poem by ariana sexton-hughes
manicdepression
a poem by ariana sexton-hughes.
you didn’t know?
you didn’t know what i felt when that moment passed away you didn’t know what i felt when you kissed that last lonely tear the one that went astray you
dear mum
a poem by ariana sexton-hughes.
when i write (perhaps to heal)
when i write….….perhaps, to heal….i love…. the texture, the touch,the sensation,that….“feel”the gentle “click, click, click” of the keys…….the real deal is what i need.yes,thatenergythe intensity that amazing… ………….propensity ………….to measure……………..so
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