Poetry

The Little Things

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Stretch towards the moon, towards

the power that shifts. The curvature of a smile

hidden upon each individuals lips. I stretch the hours

in my soul, where it counts at least a little bit. Text

dancing upon windows stage. Fallen pages of

a writer making sense of the little things.


Photo by Toa Heftiba


the headline in that photo πŸ˜‚

3 comments on “The Little Things

  1. Quite philosophical, make you wonder…

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  2. Great metaphors!

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