I’ve been writing some pieces that haven’t been going on Substack - here’s how you can read them:
Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI have been a hider in the shadows, Hoping to fly to the meadows—but I, Knowing that under the night sky must be A flowering sun you must see, I choose To wash out the stains of my blues.
Pushback Poetry #3 Is Now Live
A poem - and a new book - to mark the end of an era.