Miranda Levi

Sometimes I don’t know what to say but I know I need to write.

I know I need to connect.

In some compacity.

To the world outside of myself.

To people.

To someone.

The vast void.

Waves crash upon my shores.

I brace against the fall.

In fine feather.

An everlasting wall.

Gladdened.

Elated.

Puzzled no more.