by Sarah Brockhaus
When I talk about want I mean a seagull
taking flight against a dark night sky in Italy. I am
on my own, craving vicinity more than love, someone Continue reading
by Sarah Brockhaus
When I talk about want I mean a seagull
taking flight against a dark night sky in Italy. I am
on my own, craving vicinity more than love, someone Continue reading
Filed under Poetry, Young Writers Edition