i need to write more. i just, haven't been setting a side time for it.
that, and writing through dictation software is so exhausting. but it's really my only option.
and the mirror
not her waking,
aching body showed,
but endless forms,
from feathered fractal
edges spilling out
a snowstorm
swirling silent
in her eyes
i need to write more. i just, haven't been setting a side time for it.
that, and writing through dictation software is so exhausting. but it's really my only option.