out
get it out
every fractured drop
every isotope
of violation
and run.
"Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living."- Jonathan Safran Foer. || teacher,student, loves travelling and perhaps baking a cake.||
2 Lines each day...
around espace
WITHIN ARE PIECES OF ME
Natalie. Writer. Photographer. Etc.
Our choices define our Experience
Musings of a love struck (stuck?) curly girl
Tales of reckless travel
by Ruann Weidemann
haiku. poetry.
fiction, poetry & stuff
a resource for moving poetry
© M March-Steinman
Through binoculars / I leave my narrow world for / an ocean of stars.