Sorry for the lag. My blog looks abandoned, but it really isn't. There's a treasure poem I hide among my drafts, which contains some gold and a lot of blood (shedding of heart). It's a Personals Ad. It's a Personals Ad because I'm tired of waiting still. I wrote the first part, "Flesh," a couple of months ago before 2015 ended. I started writing the second part, "Meat," today. I will need more time... perhaps another year.
Something deep inside of me is waiting only to be understood.
1 comment:
hmm..I wonder what you're simmering, can't wait see it !
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