Paper instead…

Sitting here thinking about what coulda shoulda woulda been and what can’t shan’t and won’t be because what may have been promises are now promises that maybe shouldn’t have been promised words that shouldn’t have been spoken lacking volume and substance behind them they have no weight blowing away in the strong winds of life... Continue Reading →

Words

slicing into me smooth & clean like paper or a ninja’s blade takes a moment to sting rarely bleeds the pain has an echo through the canyons of my soul aftershocks through my mind days, weeks, months later like they just cut through my ear canal your words… Turtleberry 2011

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