Weaving

Sadness can wrap itself
around and around
until you begin to doubt,
weaving itself and forming
into something that even
the light cannot reach.

Poem by J. Grace

 

 

Published by Jessica Buck

Librarian (MLIS). BA in English & Renaissance Studies from UCSB. Poet, coffee drinker, Austen reader, book lover, and total geek: Star Wars, Doctor Who, Firefly, Harry Potter, etc.

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