Lit Up
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Lit Up

Deep in the Sea


If there is a whale in the deep sea, hear my siren call,
understand my language of love and cradle me as your vortex
curves around my limp, being, I am there,
I am there.

My secrets not confined but I do confide, I am there for my release
relief and undoing of the self-created, stripped until purity
flows gently inside, raising the ventricles of all greed…



Welcome to Lit Up -The Land of Little Tales. Here you can read and submit short stories, flash fiction, poetry - in brief, your own legend. We're starting little. But that's how all big stories begin.

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