poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
My toes are dancing in the sand,Each individual part of my foot roaring to go,The zest of life fluttering inside the cavities between where my throat and rib cage lie,Butterflies making a pilgrimage in my chest,Making a tour across every idea that radiates in my mind,bouncing off one question to another,The need for curiosity growing […]