I’ve fallen into a bramble of life’s loose ends.
A body, a mind, a heart—
and in a tumble
of the most beautiful ugly day.
Come find me
when my words are a song,
Come meet me at the rise
of a perfect
(Hello, you lot. 🙂 I just wanted to take a moment to break the fourth wall and say: I’ve so adored meeting you all here, every day in May. You are one of my happiest reasons. Thanks for being such a lovely part of this perfect new day. xx Brooke)