Write Eye full magazine 2021

Its 10pm and I am ready to go to sleep. In my nice bed and my nice white sheets. I put on Spotify and turned up some toons. While I lay back, relax and look up at the moon.

As my mind starts to drift away. I start to think of the next day. What will it be, what will it hold.

I could only hope because I do not know. As i look outside into the spring in garden I look to the floorboards and then carpet Thinking about the cherry blossom As well as the cotton Summer is near Spring is hear Thinking about this makes me want to cheer But while I think and think, my mind cannot stay awake. I then fall asleep dreaming of the next day.

Faris Ismail

Anthony Feaster Untitled, sketch