deliver your heart
to the morning lit path
radiant wet pavements strewn
with high autumn leaf shine
or revel in the romance
of having it stolen
in the fog of your breath
by the same
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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