Blackout poetry #25.

Blackout poetry, Hanna Streng

A look without explaining why
and I felt my walls cave
under the weight of your eyes

//Hanna

2 thoughts on “Blackout poetry #25.

    1. Hanna Streng says:

      Thank you! Yeah sometimes I’m just so set on what I want the page to say from very early on that it turns into quite the puzzle haha. In this instance I only real “a look” and then I already knew exactly what the poem would be about 🤷🏼‍♀️

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