Poem: Nectar

The soul is like a gaping wound

It pours forth without respite

Mankind as hummingbirds arrive

To seek its nectar

Before they manifest as crows

That pick at the bare remains

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Harmony S

H A P P Y and you should be TOO!!! LIFE IS AMAZING 👏🦝🦄🌺🍭I write for ILLUMINATION, The Memoirist, Fuck Niches, and The Orange Journal.