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Poetry feels…

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itchy; an uncomfortable

rash of thoughts wrung

from truth. I scratch

the pen across white

bandages, soothing

the urge to scream.

— Terri Lynn Cummings

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  1. Oh, I love this one! You should send it to Joe and see what he says.


    November 17, 2014

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