first post
“you wear guilt
like shackles on your feet
like a halo in reverse”
slowly figuring this out. will do more later.
it’s 36 in philly. the sun is shining. i’m still awake. making the most of insomnia.
i write poetry. among other things. most of my work is here, but i will share here as well. poems. amongst other things. tell me more about you. who are you? what do you dream about? what do you like to read?
no, i won’t bite you.
not even if you say pretty please.
yours,
peter
i’m new. i saw you. come visit.