
Tag: prose poetry


Colorful murals cover buildings on call street
There are ideas I’m not fully aware of
Things I feel lurking in the shadows
Waiting to be acknowledged
Waiting to be named




Part Poetic, Part Primal
A pill, a choice, a change, a little spice, something new, something to do.
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I do love things
Like exploring the texture of things —I love touching things, touching things and tapping into sensations.
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