1115 – “To 3 a.m.” A Poem by Mia Hollow

I belong to the stars under my skin.
To lonely Hearts.
To the dark.
I belong to the middle of the night.
To the shadows of men.
To 3 a.m.

-Mia Hollow

1099 – “Intention is a universal language. It is the law of gravity between souls. Try, if you must, to fool the stars. Or each other. But this is an agreement four billion years old. Because nothing can be kept from the salt in the sea, from the push and pull of right and wrong. Because it has never been about what you say, but where you speak from.”

-Mia Hollow

113 – “Bring me your suffering. The rattle roar of broken bones. Bring me the riot in your heart. Angry, wild and raw. Bring it all. I am not afraid of the dark.”

– Mia Hollow