we are storiesA Poem by Britt Foster
we are stories.
poems open soul in ripples - concentric color bled deep in hungry minds. we are words after all, but we’re breathing. our fingers write remedies rich with perspective. the poem leaves a seed in the blood of its host. we taste text with parched lips, carve out hallways of memory to walk through. we are stories, after all, we are moments. a poem can open doors. - © V 2016 © 2019 Britt Foster |
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Added on August 3, 2019 Last Updated on August 3, 2019 AuthorBritt FosterCOAboutHey, I'm Britt! Welcome to my page. I'm just recently getting back into WritersCafe after a long hiatus. You can find more of my work on my website, www.justanothervisitor.com, or follow me .. more..Writing
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