Crimson lights pierces through my shield,
Headlights flicker in melted snowdrops,
Tires crackle on broken ice—
Ocular watershow.
About the Creator
Ryhana Shevon
Just swimming through this journey, I’m a singer songwriter, but started as a poet. In this new phase of my life I hope to regain the confidence in my art and myself by releasing and publishing my inner musings.
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