i’m not worthy of your praise or worship
my hold on divinity is tenuous at best
flower petals butterfly wings
are near the same substance
those in-betweens are the light
look there for holy things
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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