He Was A Brother
Naked on Cashmere
English - October 18, 2019 00:00 - 2 minutes - 9.51 MB - ★★★★★ - 523 ratingsBooks Arts Society & Culture Personal Journals atticus cashmere instagram literature magic meditation naked poem poetry stars Homepage Download Apple Podcasts Google Podcasts Overcast Castro Pocket Casts RSS feed
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He was a brother
I never had,
different than the others,
and he carried in his eyes
and on his arms
the tattoos
and scars
of being famous young,
he wore the face
of a star
but all I saw
was a poet
drowning
in someone else’s dreams
who wished only
to sink
into the quiet sea
or fade
into any painted wall of Brooklyn.
xx Atticus