Creative Writing


By Izzy Braico

it’s not what i expected

this vast and lonely scene

i suppose this side of Paradise

wasn’t meant to be serene.

and like all the butterflies

pinned, wriggling, to the wall

their desire makes you bigger

but time will make you small

reaching towards nothing

towards Anything

the sky

the whispers on the wind

will kindly tell me why

that blurry woman in the park

round glasses, hallow face

told me

if it’s God you seek

the ocean is your place

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