Justin C Black Photography
Tantrums we threw at our window pain
Shards of colorful glass remains
Our prism hearts out of breath
Thinking all is now death
but we'll always be
making so much
radiant
broken
light
About the Creator
Justin Black
I write mostly poetry, and I enjoy accidental and intentional rhyme.
All photographs are my own. Get my poetry book below! 🙌 ⤵️
For The Love of Birds: A Collection Plate of Poetry and Pictures for Adultish Persons
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