Street corner painted in color,
Apollo’s light kisses the clouds.
Each step full of history,
Beginnings, ends, drunk lovers,
Keep hold.
Every morning all is born anew,
The streets are alive for you.
Poetry + Prose by Hayden Winston
Poetry + Prose by Hayden Winston
Street corner painted in color,
Apollo’s light kisses the clouds.
Each step full of history,
Beginnings, ends, drunk lovers,
Keep hold.
Every morning all is born anew,
The streets are alive for you.
sealed in ink 