Pot Luck
The paralyzing fear called doubt seeps in through every hollow place, fighting fragility, I slide backward; losing my grip, focus …
The paralyzing fear called doubt seeps in through every hollow place, fighting fragility, I slide backward; losing my grip, focus …
Inspired by Sylvia Plath’s “Ariel“ On some nights, black, with a certain kind of envy only the sky understands, these …