In the first hours of light there are no wars, no worries, no fights, no calls to make, just the body warmth of a slept-in bed, fresh coffee brewing and birds outside.
June 7, 2013
by Andrew S. Hinkinson
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Tag Archives: poems
June 7, 2013
by Andrew S. Hinkinson
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Poem // Tulips
They reach for the sky, never getting there but trying anyway, their colours bright, stems yearning, bulbs storing what they learn deep under on the inside. We can be just as vivid and enticing if we rest when we need … Continue reading
June 6, 2013
by Andrew S. Hinkinson
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Poem // No Way Lay
I’m not interested I don’t care what you think I will never again be tied to a sink I wonder if you know just how low you can go how much I can’t love you and don’t want to, you … Continue reading
