We
Written by Jacob Ibrag I am everything as well as nothing. I am the wind that whistles confusion and the leaves maturing red. I amContinue Reading
Tag: Art
Woken
7/24/2016 “All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strongContinue Reading
Eleven Eleven
Written by Jacob Ibrag Head rested on the pillow, he stares at the ceiling. Hands to the side of his body, grabbing a handful of the newly washed sheets. TheContinue Reading
Distance
Written by Jacob Ibrag Growing distance. Yesterday you told me not to worry about a thing, that it’ll all piece together. It’sContinue Reading
Eyes + Words 