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Battle Ground

Battle Ground

A Poem by Marcella

my mind is a battle ground scarred all over the creases of knowledge yet the surface smooth appears Illuminated by moonlight sharp needles min..

Brittle Boned

Brittle Boned

A Poem by Marcella

the heavy dread hiding crouching behind my organs the familiarity of the heavy metal weighting down every bone calcium lacking its..

I Am a Poet

I Am a Poet

A Poem by Marcella

I am a poet in the way I rest my pen in my creased fingers and smother the ink in the way I see time pass by the globe and in birds I recognise ..