Cold
Written by Jacob Ibrag I’m close now, near a place I used to call home. It’s supposed to be easyContinue Reading
Tag: Home
Sights
9/12/2016 “I remember the sights and sounds and smells of home because the memory of home is the thing thatContinue Reading
Strangers
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘No longer strangers, we’re home.’ Whispers grow stronger till they provoke my sleep state. Awake. MirroredContinue Reading
Powerless
Written by Diana Iz I am powerless. I can’t believe these words are coming from me, but I finally understand.Continue Reading
Eyes + Words 