Beneath the Mint Leaves
A poem.
Jan 27, 2021
Beneath the mint leaves
lie my secrets.
Maybe not quite all
but enough
that the bindings
of the leaves suffocates,
prevents new growth,
taints horizons with anxiety.
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Beneath the mint leaves
lie my secrets.
Maybe not quite all
but enough
that the bindings
of the leaves suffocates,
prevents new growth,
taints horizons with anxiety.
Follow me on Instagram.
