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i want to admire your truth.

i want to admire your truth.

i’ve always been fascinated by the kind of art others don’t appreciate, the poetry etched in haste on the bathroom stall, the graffiti scrawled on passing train cars i suppose i love the abstract, the undefined, the stuff we share thinking no one will notice (but...
we are poetry.

we are poetry.

words sit thick like cotton on the tongue waiting to be spun into a dress of pretty prose for strangers to wear, letters and lace to drape across the shoulders of people we will never meet, soul stories told by hands that hold tendrils of magic we move between...
Seekers

Seekers

we are seekers of truth, of passion, of divine retribution we find it in the words that sing within our souls, create poems that pour out and make us whole we are meant to be read, loved, devoured we are untethered beauty, unchained magic that only a few will...