Attic. | By Allantra Lewis (Repost)

I looked in mirrors deep- Found myself in cobwebbed enemies,  I held my hand out in admiration. Of their colors. Of their authenticity. I am not whole without them. They are the pure part of this body, They are the basement voices,  The ones that I keep in mind- When I find too much sky, […]

Attic.

The latest poem from one of my favorite poets: Allantra Lewis.