Whether by choice or force of self, I have left my dark paradise and begun a new poetic journal to catalog my thoughts on the road to my new destination.
Whether by choice or force of self, I have left my dark paradise and begun a new poetic journal to catalog my thoughts on the road to my new destination.
Poems that twine thread around the broken bits of a soul, that fling umbrella lips into beaming buckets and kind of just make you want to say, "life is beautiful, isn't it?" - a totally unbiased revi...