Tag Archives: Poetry

Artists we are – poem

Artists we are the canary in the coal mine the nerve ending the windsock the empath we are here for you whether you want us or not we are artists aware of our collective loneliness every day in every way whether … Continue reading

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Poem – What the Flower Said

What the Flower Said, fuck me, fuck me i’m going to die

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