Isn’t synchronicity delightful?
“Every day I woke up with a smile and a slight hangover in a bed with a frame that was completely broken.”
If taken together and interpreted a certain way, these poems may paint the picture of an individual who is discovering that depending on external validation is a dead-end; the small moments and aspects of ourselves we learn to treasure are what matters.
“Send over all your best eligible males, Leipzigers! I have a good feeling that in this lovely city, I might just find my half.”