I've created this blog as a survival tool. I'm trying to become a writer, and I'll never succeed. What matters is the becoming.
I write poetry, prose, and short essays.
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
I want to die a small death
Ink on the edges of a paper-cut
I want to cut
through the wing of a moth
Let light pass through
two grains of dust
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