destroy the part of yourself
unwilling to admit
to break the hold
admit it to someone
admit it
to a dear friend
or dance madly or sing too loud
whatever you do
create your undoing
cry out clear and free
make your body
a portable church
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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