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Posted on June 15, 2019 at 4:19 pm in mental illness, Poetry, Short poem | RSS feed | Reply | Trackback URL
words of a people aligned in their perfect order
Posted on June 15, 2019 at 4:19 pm in mental illness, Poetry, Short poem | RSS feed | Reply | Trackback URL
If feels good – I haven’t done much and only in passing. My last great poems – “ark” and “part 3” and a few more really fucking broke me for a long time and I didn’t know how to look through words and structure again. So I returned to my roots one day when I wrote out a short poem instead of taking every bottle of medication in my box of living through chemistry – My poetic roots were to express, briefly, that one moment and my singular reaction to it as best as I can in words.
I hope you like what I am doing now.