“Past Lives” – a poem by Brooke Boddie
We were probably so confident that we’d find each other again. “Place me anywhere in the world, and I’ll find you, -my twin.” We’re dreamers. Unknowingly, the smell of lavender would burn our eyes as we tried to sleep. Unknowingly, the neighbors would play their music too loud as we’re about to reach the astral realm. Without imagining there’s a possibility that even the mattress … Continue reading “Past Lives” – a poem by Brooke Boddie