Kirsty Semple

Writings

The Dark

Within the night absent of stars the hourglass still drains away. / Where, reliant upon the light, futile masks offer no hiding place. / But in reaching out to blindly touch we know we’re no…

One Wish

The blue, vacant stare, / That kills the life alive, / Inside, like gentle suffocation, / Searches the faces of passers-by.

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