The Peninsula

The Fiction and Poetry Archive of Liana Mir and scribblemyname

wake (poem)

Aug
22

wake me now, open my eyes—
my heart and mind feel locked inside,
and somewhere where my dreams are kept
is also where my light has slept
so wake me up, just as the sun
right before the day’s begun

Wake Up Call

Apr
26

Mihzät woke up feeling oddly warm.

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