Short Connection (Poem #90)

That tiny spark

thinking that in a crowd so thick

he was who you found

inch by inch you drift

silently, you wished

that for you, the clock would tick

and once again

the two of you would meet.

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Forever Winter

Just reading and writing my way out of this messy adult life! I have transitioned from having piles of notebooks stacked underneath my bed from writing on the internet and allowing people worldwide to read.

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