Last night I dreamed of Leonard Cohen
in silhouette on a park bench in Montreal
He had a paper bag beside him
in his hands he held nothing at all
Author: WILDsound Festival
Submitters reactions to their feedback on their stories. New testimonials coming each month!
Watch this month's winning readings. At least 15 performances a month:
www.wildsoundfestival.com
Submit your script, story, poem, or film to the festival today:
www.wildsound.ca
Shatter Me, Poetry by SubSimSive
These binds aren’t as tight
As your grip on my heart
You have it in your hands
You can tear it apart
WILDsound Festival 