Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.

M/nyc    these days breathe through words, molecules of vowels, stem cells of consonants, the fabric, the tissues of life, veins are a dictionary of corpuscles, red …

To some Poetry is an art or form...it's an inward reflection of the external way we perceive things...housed in the body of an ink pen, …

USA    Chasing moral clarity and a bucket of soul. ~P See more of me @ www.poetrybypablo.blogspot.com