poetry. if some say "ask to read" it's because they are going in my manuscript for grad school and I don't want them to think I copied them from the internet :-)
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
heavy
my head is an anvil, dropped thoughts flattened by gravity-- body, anchored to the bed while the room dances, the curtains sway, the light blinks in rhythm, creating the beat in my brain
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