Writings of a Feral Goddess by Kandi BlazeAdena Queen
For one brief moment, her grief passed through me like wind through leaves. Not to haunt me. To be witnessed. To be remembered. I closed my eyes and listened. Read full poem by clicking 🔗🖤 - Kandi
Adena Queen
For one brief moment, her grief passed through me like wind through leaves. Not to haunt me. To be witnessed. To be remembered. I closed my eyes and listened. Read full poem by clicking 🔗🖤 - Kandi