Second Hour Musings

Poets can’t help but insert their experiences, the fears, their beliefs into their works.

I’m surprised at how easily I slipped into poetry mode a day after the lives of too many women in American have been changed for the worse, a day when it was made official that we aren’t in charge of our own bodies, our decisions, our lives. What will we lose next?

And yet, here I am, able to take a prompt, think on it, and write. Today, poetry will be my meditation.

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