Author Archives: Naomi Samuel

At night’s-end,The knowers get to know the knowers. — At night,The knowers meet.Beneath the party’s feet.Surfacing from soil,Are never-written journal entries.Confessions silently swornTo be lovingly, and tactically,Forgotten. Until the next soiree.When sparkly gownsWill offer just enough refractionSo whatever comes out of our mouthsWill be buried in their distraction. — The knowers create so much commotionYou’dContinue reading “G Is For Glitter”