Out, Within – Day 3

Dickinson was “out with lanterns,
looking” for herself.
But nor’easters have come to the South. Wind gusts
have choked me back—in and upon myself. This tasteless
space, this caffeinated anti-place is where I create;
a word-whittled road within the pitch-worn catacombs,
I navigate. Pace.
Entomb regret and unleash the rest

© Grace Black

Write Yourself Alive – 30 Days of Writing  #writeyourselfalive 

Day 3 of WYA  I’m playing catch up here, so I am posting Day 1-3 back-to-back.

Let’s write…

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