[POETRY] All The Kites Run

By Hannah Moore

All the Kites Run

Ink dried out by the Sun

In my ear with endless burnouts

Line after line

Can I get a 3-way shout out

Money on books

Waiting in long lines

But that’s not all it was about

Love encaged, emotions enraged

There was pain behind those eyes

However- it was rare to see him cry

And now these are all memories

Reflecting off butterfly wings

In the shadows of the moon