The Blood & The Bones

I have a way with words they all say. But what they don’t know is that words have always had their way with me. You see, there are all these letters in my blood both delicate and bold and there’s a beautiful colloquy glowing in my soul with run on phrases wrapping their tentacles around my being. This urge to collect them and arrange them in rows and lines to attempt to make sense of how they make love to my true heart and mind has always been my way of staying sane. Because, these words, they ground me and they set me free. And I hope that my writing will forever be my anchor and my sail.

So, I’ll let you in now.. to my madness and my calm. There is some rhyme but often no reason. This is just a place to share what I normally keep to myself.

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