i'm ivelis. i keep the strange hours.
this space is for poems, monologues, lyrics, fragments, and the kind of stories that arrive uninvited and sit at the edge of the bed until you listen.
sometimes i take a song apart just to find out what survived inside it.
i do not write to have the answers. i write to leave the door unlocked.
take what you need.
leave what you cannot carry.
some things do not heal.
they echo.
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Poetic Sketches, File_002
File_002 moves differently to the first file. The almost is still there, but now it carries more weight. Thes...
Poetic Sketches, File_001
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