Between life and death lie the pills.
Longer lines like deeper breaths
and riverbend gradations.
Some accent of delirium,
tonality of the soul.
Precipitous thanks and lassitudes,
always mobile.
Unfortunately, this blog does not allow you to format the entry, so you'll just have to imagine indentions scattered through the poem. Even so, I hope you enjoy it. If you do, I'll add others.
Posted on January 24, 2009 at 11:00pm — 4 Comments
Hi everyone,
I've posted an altered book I did about child abuse. Be forewarned that there is sensitive material. It is my first altered book, and I loved every minute of it. It really helped me process, and so was in some ways a therapeutic tool. It's very personal, but I feel safe sharing it with you all here. Let me know what you think!
Posted on October 28, 2008 at 6:16pm —