Keep Going; Create With Every Breath

Aug 16

heavy-eyed 
on four hours of sleep 
i am stunned awake 
scraping together the moments 
with a spoon at the bottom of this 
bowl. I am buzzing 
with anticipation on this

new day 
where new possibilities 
are possible. Where 
my ginger-haired brother 
awaits for his rushing sister 
to sip the brew of tired writers 
hunched over, and scrawling 
in the lonesome corner 
of ideals.

- “scrawling in the lonesome corner of ideals” by dubbleaa

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