Streaks on a window.
Sarah Heard, 2019
Damp air sticks to my face,
and I worry about my hair.
Rain (Poetry)
Writing gracelessly, without particular art or skill, but perhaps some enjoyment.
Writing gracelessly, without particular art or skill, but perhaps some enjoyment.
Streaks on a window.
Sarah Heard, 2019
Damp air sticks to my face,
and I worry about my hair.
Balter Through the Pages 