The Sounds of Silence

The Sounds of Silence

The moors pulse with it. A syrupy silence humming through the landscape. Pouring over nubs of lichen-covered rock, singing through the low-slung, flowering gorse, veering over the bended torsos of hawthorn trees. And then on, to mesh with the ghostly mist that rolls...
A break up letter to the moon

A break up letter to the moon

It all becomes so much clearer with a bit of distance. I was too close to see the truth before. I admired you from afar since I was 11 years old. Your glow, your mysterious beauty, your pull. How my heart gravitated towards you. I dreamed of conquering you and calling...

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