The Little Things – Jacob Ibrag

Written by Jacob Ibrag Stretch towards the moon, towards the power that shifts. The curvature of a smile hidden upon each individuals lips. I stretch the hours in my soul, where it counts at least a little bit. Text dancing upon windows stage. Fallen pages of writer making sense of the little things. Photo by Toa Heftiba the headline in that photo! for more at Eyes +Continue reading “The Little Things – Jacob Ibrag”