Liz Cultivates | L.M. Fern

Tag: poetry

  • What does my writing sound like?

    Someone asked me once what kind of music I listen to while I write. I was rather at a loss for words. It’s not that I don’t know what kind of music I find in my earbuds on a consistent basis. It’s that I didn’t know how this person would…

  • Ambiguous title

    One day, a bird flew inside my rib cage.It thumped and jumped and whirreduntil I knew it was dead.And the sad, sweet sorrow sang inside my stomachuntil all I could feel was the breezebeneath my heart where my rib cage used to be.