Martyr

Author’s Note:I know my poems of late have been streams of consciousness more than anything. I have considered keeping them to myself, and many of them I do. But I feel moved to put something out into the world before I enter the next phase of my existence. I have cognitive impairment from a condition … More Martyr

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I am unbridled and raw somewhere under my skins. So many masks fashioned in requisite moments when lovelessness came with the threat of death,because no one can survive alone, and even hermits have the creatures and the trees. Underneath my skins, I am untempered and wild.   I can draw out your fears for feeding … More Container