a wrenching feel
when the moon sinks ‘neath the hill
too late to say you’re still
in love
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It is an original. I let myself play with creative writing (If a term like that is even useful at all. Can there be writing which is not creative?) because I feel very confident as an academic writer. All of that to say that this is the most satisfying product to date. This was birthed with great anxiety and inner conflict its parentage, which seems always to separate good poetry from crap.
is this an original bracoo special?
quite thought provoking.
It is an original. I let myself play with creative writing (If a term like that is even useful at all. Can there be writing which is not creative?) because I feel very confident as an academic writer. All of that to say that this is the most satisfying product to date. This was birthed with great anxiety and inner conflict its parentage, which seems always to separate good poetry from crap.