I have three pages for you.
it was daylight so bright, we were blinded.
it was fresh brewed coffee in the morning.
it was so black, it was a hole.
– sheila cordova
three pages
- Tagged
- abstract
- acceptance
- analogy
- cheap philosophy
- creative writer
- creative writing
- dating
- death
- depression
- dreams
- endings
- essay
- grief
- heartbreak
- late night
- life
- lit
- literature
- loss
- love
- love poem
- love poetry
- lovepoem
- lovers
- miami
- miami poem
- miami poet
- miami poetry
- miamipoet
- modern love
- modern poetry
- modernpoetry
- mortality
- philosophy
- POC
- poem
- poems
- poet
- poetess
- poetry
- prose
- sadness
- short poem
- short poems
- short poetry
- short story
- shortpoem
- silence
- soul
- spoken word
- story
- thinking
- thoughts
- travels
- whatever
- words
- writer
- writing
sheila sea 