This is the start of a new series of poems, all written in my own handwriting via a Rocketbook notebook (and hopefully every poem will feature my own photography).
You may notice small mistakes in my handwriting (or otherwise things that upon a second read might need more “polish.” In the interest of making art that is true to myself, I will leave those mistakes. Below each post will be a transcription of the poem:
“The last ray of sun
flees from me – and I
hope the morning sun
brings you all my love”
Wallflower Showcase 