Stacey Bee
Joined November 2017
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Edgy
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The Window
Open windows become terrifying when they release the concealed and invite freedom. As I stared out, into the abyss of the night sky; darkness held its gaze, boring into my soul. It wasn’t a judgemental gaze so much as purposefully inquisitive. Why was I so afraid of its confrontation? A question I realised resonated with a sensitive layer of my heart.
By Stacey Bee6 years ago in Poets