Thank you to all of my friends and family who have reached out to ask what on earth happened to my poetry. Getting back into things NOW.

Thank you to all of my friends and family who have reached out to ask what on earth happened to my poetry. Getting back into things NOW.
I had a conversation last night about the way we change. How sometimes we are not stretched but instead compressed. It made me think of swords, how they are forged, how they function, and what their purpose is. We as human beings are in a never ending war against entropy. Like swords, we must be forged to become strong enough to fight back, and also like swords, we are only dangerous when we are moving.