releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

Search

There are TimesWhen I am showered with Love from Strangers,More than I have from my own Blood,An Exchange blossomed from my Mouth and Theirs,Angels come visit my Side, innagurating this Moment, This Acceptance of Me,Whole, Not in parts,I am no Jigzaw,,I am the Painting, Each stroke of brush has formed this Art that I am,The […]