words—strategically creating the perfect balance—pierce the air with ease striking straight through the heart, penetrating defenses before you know what's hit you
Oh, I can understand this! But we can't, just can't, give in to our fears.
I think, in small steps, we may inch toward the light. Little by very little, sometimes. Powerful words here, and a striking image to go along with them.
the light is a lot less concealing as well..and we are forced to face our realities...
Sometimes the darkness feels like a solace and sometimes a curse... maybe we prefer it grey..
I love your new(ish) blog... found poetry and erasure are some of my favorite forms. Your image and words here are poignant and beautiful.
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