I think i wonder

Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind.

what do I write I’m frozen ten miles deep in an unyielding concrete sea

Immobility begins in the heart years worth a pickaxe squeals over bouncing off effortlessly

What if I did trap it it was no good to me anyway too soft to open big enough for the boot prints they stomped in it, dried their feet in my blood

Better to be glacial, untouchable

delicacy is no match for this jagged reckless ignorant world


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About Me

poet, diarist, writer, teacher, woman, fragile, strong, northern life is my domicile, my barbaric yawp exudes against the tide


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