ink is the same color
as a certain canvas
when you look hard enough
you can almost see
the stars sprinkled in there.
Lost at night
Found by night
YOU ARE READING
nightlight
Poetryliteral 9th grade poetry // "some feelings are forever ironic: only when i am most lost does a firefly's nightcandle alight before my cozy corner in this void; at least when my fingers hold a pen, i feel a semblance of touching it." // there's...