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The call As their descendants, the waves call us. The sea calls for us to return. To enter the frozen water, that nips our skin and paints us blue. The tang of salt is piled on our food,   And each time we crave more. It’s a taste so familiar. The moon calls us toContinue reading “NaPoWriMo: Day 30”

Crashing against cliffs, The taste of salt fills the air. Calming: this is home. -A.L.Tucker

How Long Day and night merge, The days are long. Isolated for months, Will it be possible- To return to normal? Will this all be forgotten? Our time spent apart. Will we carry on, as if it was all a dream? Or will we remember it, as we do our nightmares. Will it linger- InContinue reading “NaPoWriMO: Day 28”

Bingeing on T.V. Time disappears, so for now: these shows are my home. -A.L.Tucker

Elegant paint brush, Gliding against the paper. Makes a masterpiece. -A.L.Tucker

Exhaustion settles,On a long and boring day.I have done nothing. -A.L.Tucker

Take the mask off, when we speak; there is no need to hide. There is no judgement here. What do you think at night? When the lights are off, And the world is quiet. Do you think about the world? And the secrets it clutches. Or is it just the buzz of silence? Until youContinue reading “NaPoWriMo: Day 24”

I sit on the stairs. we can speak through the keyhole, While you stare at stars. -A.L.Tucker

Mess I’ve tried running from the mess I made. The mess I made inside my head. I pretend that it isn’t there, It doesn’t exist; the mess I made. I smile, laugh and go outside, While the mess I made becomes a clutter. I snap and cry and become someone else, While the mess IContinue reading “NaPoWriMo: Day 22”

You claim to know me, But haven’t seen all my sides. I’m not transparent. -A.L.Tucker