It’s love you didn’t know that?No, really that’s the nameof the worm it spreads its lovemilking itselfand leaving behind its slimewithin each and the secretions begin to sproutand out of the centerbirths dozens of morewiggly thingsthat plummet to the ground as the flower shakes itself clean as the wiggly things plant within the soil sproutingContinue reading “It’s love.”
I’m prone to bouts of anger, short tempered, the overly sensitive type. Writing is a way to make sense of it all. While art is a way in which I can escape the thoughts that haunt me shutting off conscious thought and allowing my hands to guide me.
Temperamentally Tina 