In the Life of

Poetry by | June 1, 2014

I stopped spilling ink.
Looking for rhymes in
creaks of floorboards.
Lost thoughts and
convoluted words.
But sometimes they’d come in
wisps and whispers.
Like ants
creeping through
crevices and cracks
I end up

Roselyn Geonzon is an incoming 4th year BSE-English major student at Xavier University – Ateneo de Cagayan.

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