Communicative Arts

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9/3/25 Update: I have (roughly) finished the conceptualization of this collection. The first draft of the first poem is finished. The second poem is in the works. 

Flashes of light pierce

the darkness

cacophonies of sound drown

the silence.

Each work of fire

slaps me in the face

a reminder that

I am in my room,

alone.

Every crackle pulls me

further

with the hopes of finding

a witness.

I cannot undo

the words

etched in ink,

streams of sired strings illuminate

the dullness.