poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
and in the end, there is always all this space, this Grotesque, Unsettling space, always at the precipice, of meeting Death, With a Handshake, Or drowning Deep in the Underworld, a place I swim in as if Home, because if not here, then where? I am a Mermaid, Who swims with Darkness and […]