poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
Dancing with the Devil,Playing with his Companions,In the Domain of the Divine,and who is really Holy?If not all of Us, and None of Us,Are we not all the Same?Singing Hymns with the Saints,and honouring the Majesty,as she appears from the Underworld,the Places where they said not to Go, and What is this Flirting?This Parade of […]