Poetry and other writing exploring feminism, motherhood, self, the Goddess, love, life, nature, the outdoors, all things beautiful and divine, all things sacred, destructive, and chaotic.
28 June 2006
What Kind of Word Pool Is This? (Rainy Day)
I am not swimming I am drowning in my own words in my own world in my head no images today no metaphors or similies nor smiles nothing but me and sometimes this should be enough.
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