By Terri Cassels
The sun paints the world in gold and purple
And silhouettes emerge from the skyline – trees,
dragging their blackened claws through the sky.
The day reaches, grasping,
and swallows you whole.
5AM – Terri Cassels
By Terri Cassels
The sun paints the world in gold and purple
And silhouettes emerge from the skyline – trees,
dragging their blackened claws through the sky.
The day reaches, grasping,
and swallows you whole.
