10-30-2020, 07:17 AM
(05-10-2020, 08:28 AM)Todd Wrote: It might have been a firstI find the irregular amount of spacing in your poem to be rather comforting. It's as if you're speaking out loud and you're pausing, unsure what to say.
kiss, no
anniversary, something
about a cat we rescued. All lost
in the slurry of our years.
"I have no one to talk to about the shit that goes on inside my head." -- M