Life #7

And I loved, like I've never loved before And I lived, like I've never lived before And I was, my being, like I've never seen To love myself, Was to love indeed.   -Roshni Rajshekhar Nair


An Ashy Gray Void

 Day 25 and today's prompt is inspired by the work of philosopher/critic Gaston Bachelard's The Poetics of Space Underneath my clothes, Beyond my breasts, straight in the heart Hidden is an ashy gray void, Where I pile my deepest of the deep, Pleasures, lies, feelings, memories, all clogged up. It stinks in my chest, burns my core, But... Continue Reading →

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