Solitude in isolation has
my mind covering the expanse
between all I've ever known,
and who I've been, and what I
might do afterwards. I didn't
realize that it had gotten this
bad, this dramatic, this sad.
But at the same time, a strange
feeling grows within, one that
I don't think I have felt before.
Heard about? Yes. Talked about?
Yes. I think everything is going
to be okay.
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SUMMIT
PoetryHello there, ambitious climber. Welcome to this prose-poetry chapbook called "SUMMIT". This prose-poetry chapbook explores decision making in high-stakes situations, immense loss and grief, and choosing to reach the summit in spite of all the obstac...
