Secret Keepers
Inside every room
There is a silent echo.
Whispers, enveloped
By layers of paint.
Mingling in corners,
Cascading from ceilings,
The living shards
Of voices.
Pulsating
Within the resonant
Breath of walls.
-Ethan Hamby
Inside every room
There is a silent echo.
Whispers, enveloped
By layers of paint.
Mingling in corners,
Cascading from ceilings,
The living shards
Of voices.
Pulsating
Within the resonant
Breath of walls.
-Ethan Hamby