Description of the Book:
 
“If my present were an echo of,

a past I can’t forget –

Then these thoughts are just

an afterthought –

and I am always in its debt.”

These lines from Lang Leav’s poem ‘Afterthought’ foreshadows my poetry book ‘An Afterthought’ that exudes thoughts that have sat with me on a good day, a bad day or simply in the quietude of the night, and feelings that have been overlooked or forced into confinement, to never witness the light.