Poems from Austyn
My heart tells me you are here;
Although a tortured memory of black and red.
Like a splash of ink left on a blank page,
You are alone and...
He works on your arm with practiced ease,
Every movement of his fingers carrying distinct meaning and purpose
You can’t draw your eyes...
I am the girl who is nameless
I have no place in this life
Once I was a beautiful spirit with my future so bright
In the very beginning...
She sleeps in the shirt of man
With my three wishes clutched in her hand
The first that she be spared the pain
That comes with a dark and...