![]() Deep DNAA Poem by albeeIt is the prime directive, like eat survive reproduce. Next to breathing. It is the reach from the belly to find a hold, an anchor, a golden trust in being alive. It is mysterious. Compelled to reach for a mystique, a cumulus cloud of mythos, scattered with metaphors and rainbows in the mind’s eye. © 2021 albeeReviews
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2 Reviews Added on August 13, 2021 Last Updated on August 13, 2021 Authoralbeeseattle, WAAboutI started out as a middle child, in the middle of that fat century, in the mid west of this obese country, when little league baseball caps were bunched up like peaked military hats. Finding myself on.. more..Writing
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