Content warning: strong language
This is a poem about being vulnerable in love as a cynical person. It’s a lot happier than it probably sounds, I promise.
‘Athena’ by Sokaina Jamraki.
Elena Vague Poem
Written by Elena Vague On my skin I collect the sun rays browsing a cold wind with lips so loud tasting sea salt drips splashes of water on my face through my colourful sweater down low shore attacked me like vendetta unwelcoming gravel seems dark echo of night dissolved the sight so quiet my warm sweater felt tight and I remember so well you handed a blueprint turn back sea dragged me back in the light of your cigar led no one to shore unbearable anger with no why up high I can hear an immersing cry Elena Vague is a first year Psychology student with the interest for a literature and creative writing. You can find her on Instagram here: @elena.vague Feature Photo by Adrianna Calvo from Pexels