Poems from Venetzia the Silent H

Life is hard And life is weird Life is funny But life is grand. The sun is shining The birds are singing Why is everything so bright? I’m...
Cracks in the window, Cracks in the mirror, Cracks in the wall, Are already here. Covered in plaster, Filled in with shine, Sparkling,...
Of all the things I hate and loathe, The word Perfect I hate the most. Of all the ways to tell a tale, Perfect is the best disguise. I can...
What to do when your head’s in the clouds, Nose in a book, And dreams fill your day? What to do when you see faeries, Magic in the air,...
Pau
When I was young and you were younger, We laughed and had a grand old time. When I was young and you were younger, We thought we were...

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