You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
HANNAH PEARLYou have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
HANNAH PEARLYour words once a melody, now read like an obituary.
HANNAH PEARLYou will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
HANNAH PEARLI’ve been afraid to look at the woman in the mirror. Everyday she looks less and less like me. It makes me wonder if I’ll ever find my way back home.
HANNAH PEARLCaution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
HANNAH PEARLMy god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.
HANNAH PEARLIf y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.
HANNAH PEARLYou ever stare at something so long the colors blend together? Even the most neutral tones take on a life of their own, fold themselves into shapes that morph into creatures – wolves and goblin.
HANNAH PEARLWrite me as if I were already a poem. Pen the stanzas as if storms and ships could birth something sacred. Color it a religious experience.
HANNAH PEARLNeedle in a haystack, a small town on a roadmap, searching for you through the abstract- how incredibly hard to find.
HANNAH PEARLWhat a shame – how the taste of you could rot even the cedar and cypress. How you fooled the redwood into believing narcissus’ pond was made for two.
HANNAH PEARLLove is believable. I reckon I’ll just see it when I see it.
HANNAH PEARLThe hardest part is when the leaves abandon the trees. I seem to always lose a part of me.
HANNAH PEARLSurely I could never be certain of how many stars I’ve counted in the sky or of how such tiny particles can be build into wild-eyed stories like Aquarius and Cassiopeia. I could read you as I would the constellations and never tire.
HANNAH PEARLYou are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
HANNAH PEARLYour voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
HANNAH PEARL