A Half-Step Too Low
Updated: Apr 26
listen closely to the sounds of night the next time you're alone: hear those childhood songs of yours, hummed a half step too low;
you don't even seem to remember them.
i wonder why clear blue eyes seem to grey so early, so quickly…
the pool must close for the winter, i suppose.
beautiful, certainly, though i would like to see the portrait tucked away in your attic if you haven't torn it to pieces yet—
something tells me it still looks sublime.
Cover art: Childhood Memories // J. Mishner