someone once said
that it's impossible
to capture a feeling–
that it's equivalent
to looking at the moon
in veneration
and snapping a photo
to share the beauty,
but the image on the screen
doesn't do
the real sight of it justice.
that's how it feels
to write about the death
of your childhood.
– bear in the big blue house
YOU ARE READING
the pink house
Poésie"the pink house" is a collection of poems that attempt to articulate the feelings of grievance over childhood and tell a story of my adjustment to adulthood, breaking out of the mental cage that is nostalgia, and coming to terms with the death of wh...
