While you’re painting survival
with your blood and tears,
do not forget that this war you fight
began with your permission
and will end only when you decide
that you have seen enough
of your own blood being collected.
Poems, Stories, (Bookish) Thoughts
The ability to create and to be able to breathe life into that creation, so that it stirs a reader in many different ways – maybe takes them into a past, enables them to make meaning or interpret some present, or even throws them into a future in such a way that their minds are opened to the many possibilities, for me, is truly a kind of magic I never want to lose.
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