The most important part about poetry is getting it out of yourself and into words -- which you did well. Two thumbs up for laying your soul bare online and risking all
OR Freebird Reviewed by OR Freebird on . I have something.... that familiar thickness of blood metallic and rich like brocade velvet it wells up against my skin streaks of heat down my arm shooting stars through a numb constellation tickling the ends of my fingers dotting the floor little exclamation points do I feel that do I feel Rating: 5