(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy! Here is Poem #26.) when I was born, the world was new. So everything I saw and touched was everything I never knew; each bright breath a fresh lesson bought. I now older and […]Image may be NSFW.
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