I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
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Friday, September 2, 2011
Driving with the windows down- sweat sticking where the wind can't reach. Hands in the air current and head in the clouds, imagining how it'd feel to have wings.