I give.
What else
Is one to do?
Kiss me
Until I forget
This bitter cage
I bought some watercolors ages ago, and I decided to give them a shot yesterday.
There is quiet in unexpected places:
Slow black strokes to fill a shaky circle
Lines cut in carpet by a repetitive sweep
Sun stretching behind a storm cloud
And somehow, everything blue
I am somewhere
I assume
but it definitively is not here.
Writer, Teacher, Explorer
Learning self love one day at a time
Meager musings and monumental frustrations.
this is what my life is like now
.......is writing
Once a complicated symphony, now just a simple melody
Unrepentantly celebratory insights into life on Earth's under-appreciated, under-acknowledged, and utterly amazing stories
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A selfish poet
"Let me live, love and say it well in good sentences." - Sylvia Plath
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