day 259

eyes like portholes
they gaze outward
dark within,
craving the visceral affirmation
of their worth,
scaly in their selfishness,
unregretting stench,
i watch them slither in retreat.

9.16.17

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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

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