poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
DECAPITATION love has decapitated me over and overand rebuilt me,to be the Sun that glows,more brightly than any other Star, Even when all the light had vanished from the Sky,and safety was snatched from my Bones,when they stole my Light from me, hid it in dark places,even when they had mutilated my Mouth from my […]