rain falling in sheets on the street
the low roar of heaven’s descent
wind pushes up against the windows
buffeted on all sides
where the breath of the world
and the scream from the sky
collide
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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