Spread out beautifully on the page like woven red silk with a hint of dreamy water, like a dash or a swoop, a careless thought, or a masterpiece, it’s there, shouting, smiling, winking at you, the smudge, the smear, the afterthought of a nosebleed.
Words and Rhythm
I like poetry, and I *love* writing. I'm working on my third novel right now, but every once in a while a poetic sort of feeling or thought pops into my head and I write it down. Here are some of my poems and thoughts that I wanted to share with you guys, and I hope you like them...
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