by Franka J Haddley ・ Feb 29, 2020

Is it raining?... Poetry

Is it raining?... Poetry

is it raining?

or is it just my tears?

i drowned before,
no problems

this bottom feels
like muddy bridge to limbo

i now know
it is my future home.

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