sunset (erasure poem #8821)



“The days are loud and long, and on some exhausted evenings, the simple existence of others feels like an inconvenience. Strangers invade the monasteries of our minds.”
— Kristen Radtke / Seek You



“The days are loud and long, and on some exhausted evenings, the simple existence of others feels like an inconvenience. Strangers invade the monasteries of our minds.”
— Kristen Radtke / Seek You