Home is becoming unstuck When we get to be awestruck Sweet-hope home is through the door Not a place, love we adore My journey began and ended with a tanaga. I wrote 28 poems, with a detour when I inadvertently cheated by posting a few…

The Bottom Line   Twenty-four hours have come to pass I sit and stare Through bloodshot eyes Put pen to page   This adventure in expression Has shown me much About myself And how I think   Losing sleep, forced isolation In conclusion, Was it…