One It feels cold in your grip. Cold…and smooth. The same as it was yesterday. The same way it will be tomorrow. Always cold. Always smooth. Always cold. Click. Two The sound registers after the pain. You’d think it would be before. The sound of the bones in my hand creaking, and then the pop … Continue reading A Lesson in Letting Go
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Forgotten Post 12: Voice
What's the difference between a poet and a king? Royalty and you and me. Maybe you've forgotten, it has been so long since the days where poets were more dangerous than a blade for what better way, when one aims to misbehave, the settle words upon the masses that will haunt them to their graves. … Continue reading Forgotten Post 12: Voice
Faith Taryn Davies 