Immovable
Written by Jacob Ibrag It’s like I’m staring at a wall. It’s a calm presence. No elements that can triggerContinue Reading
Tag: Poetry
My Distraction
Written by Jacob Ibrag My neck hurts, so I stretch it. It still hurts, so I try to release theContinue Reading
Being Yourself
5/24/2020 “One of the greatest regrets in life is being what others would want you to be, rather than beingContinue Reading
Playgrounds
Written by Jacob Ibrag There isn’t a plan and there aren’t any rules. We’re a collective making sense of theContinue Reading
Carefully Planned
4/28/2020 “Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty ofContinue Reading
