Dark deeply red
Crushing
I see my chest from the inside out
empty, wet
The cards were on the table
I laid down my heart
Yes, as you suspect,
I lost it
Monday, July 5, 2010
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Like many aspiring writers, most of my work is relentlessly swirling around in my head. This blog is my attempt to find a home for my writing and relieve the tempest upstairs. Feel free to poke around, just watch out for the grey matter.
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