You’re the sun in my heart
I’ve wasted all the debris of the past
It is always the last time,
Until the first it again becomes
I remember when ten were
More than half of my life
The nothingness of vanity
In the devil’s garden
An ebbed bird of prey
I’ve changed course
Past the mountain, past the desert
Four times ten and two
You’re still the sun of my heart
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an astonishing mish-mash of poetry, reviews, unpublished features and everything else i can come up with - all content © Raquel Pinheiro unless otherwise stated
About Me
- Raquel Pinheiro
- Mondo Bizarre Magazine Editor-in-chief; translator, writer, photographer, painter, poet, dreamer that now and then makes collages and bakes.