In fits and starts It’s always the way they come to me Sometimes pouring down and drowning my thoughts Fixing me in just such a spot That I’m helpless until I release them. Pinned in place with no release The friction causing as much tension in my body As it does in my mind the … Continue reading I can’t write a post so you get poetry instead…
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How do I begin this wild verbal ride, this crazy trip down vocabulary lane? Should I tell you that right now I feel like my parents failed me? I do a little. They didn't prepare me for all the words life would throw at me. Sigh... Mom, Dad... you guys let me down. What am … Continue reading play prepend…
