#6 healing poetry; DEFIANTLY…I, Am, Free

What if there were a love like sand?Every particle glinting but also bland–What if there weresomeone who could find the extraordinary in the ordinary? God, I want to sing, and feel the hot air.The physics of my emotions beating small oxygen particles into shapesthat you can sense.Then maybe, I would exist again. If you couldContinue reading “#6 healing poetry; DEFIANTLY…I, Am, Free”