dark settles
night comes warmly
no difference between
my skin and the fresh air true
and well you know ...
I arrive there, too
I'm so happy that I've written over 200 poems since the beginning of quarantine. I started writing again around March 4th and its been a constant thing. This summer is for editing poems, working on this library, and loving my voice as it stands. I wish I had edited more poems but I really appretiate my heart's more recent willingness to spill itself into all the words in my brain. I've had over 200 instances of intentional self love whether I knew it as I wrote or not. I love all the beautiful poetry I find here especially from queer poetxs. Grateful that HePo community members let me into their poetry streams.🌱 I appretiate HePo so much T.T