Tag: Tianna G. Hansen

Thorn-clad stem extends from outstretched hand peace offering, a symbol of old-time romance you don’t reach out to accept, continue staring at lucid dreamscape painted across one wall no way to tell if it’s a product of magic or real this mermaid staring back at you, holding your gaze you Read more

begin to constantly wear your disguise crown of thorns dipped in red, dangling above your head. no trace of purity or sacrifice. your name will only be shunned woven together with life’s thread but happier — apart — and every time you try to achieve the past slips through fingers Read more