mjbwriting
Feb 22, 2018 · 1 min read

The base of it slips out from under you.
The harder down you press, the faster it all slips away.
You hold air in your tight closed fist.
You keep water in your pocket.
Some things weren’t meant to be contained.

These Are Not Words

poetic writing & photos by michael boyce

mjbwriting

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Poetic writing & photography by Michael Boyce, author of 2 novels: Monkey & Anderson — both from Pedlar Press. Currently working on his 3rd.

These Are Not Words

poetic writing & photos by michael boyce

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