EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE - ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Thursday, April 4, 2019
rowel
i cannot tell
if it's the grit
to grow a pearl
or just to
rub me raw
the thought
that rowels me so
i scarce can sleep
the certainty
that i should be
somewhere else
as someone else
doing anything else
i cannot tell
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