Category: witnesses

• Witnesses

  

  a collection of moments: nothing grand, nothing forced. just soft, slightly askew truths of ordinary days — witnessed 18.03.26, 11:28 windows left ajarthe smell of soap and wet soildrifting through the street. first warm day of springcars washed, gardens speaking back,doors open at last.the doctor’s wife tells me:he died there, weeks ago. © MB 2026

  Misky

  Mar 18, 2026

  Poetic Forms, Poetry, Journal, witnesses

  Journal, short form poetry