“… what doesn’t kill me, makes me stronger.” — 19th century German philosopher Friedrich…
I feel trapped within a boxone of my own construction as I punch and struggle to break freeand once…
I can rend the mindand bend the breathinto the more refinedshape of a realitygone rogue.
Eventhe most stubbornashes are washedaway, reclaimedby the tideof relinquishedexistence.
I think I find
There are so many circlesin the Venn diagram of meThe flurry of intersecting…
Life in the incessant wings of the hummingbird,grown is the person who penetrates metamorphosis, illusions that fail to occupy frequent space…