three small poems///update

By Kristopher biernat///

, ,

there’s a hole in the Tennessee River

nothing but a 
breath can
fit inside.


quelque chose

ivy.
leaves.
rorschach. 


visitation of the drought

given to noon
;;;eye
wind in un-blossom–



After some serious time away, due to an illness I’ll leave unspecified for today, I will be returning to both this blog and my Instagram account. I will be making a post on that Instagram account soon announcing a few projects and a sale on my polaroids. Please keep an eye out, and thank you for the support and well wishes while I’ve been gone.


Leave a comment


Discover more from Kristopher Biernat

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

Discover more from Kristopher Biernat

Subscribe now to keep your head in the clouds.

Continue reading