Contributor: Eric Carl

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Once penned a poem:
"bits of who I am"

So young, so long ago
so much pride
in so few bits
so few years lived.

So little, or so it seems
from here, looking back
back
through lenses of later years
years of wings and wolves
hearts and heartbreaks
through snakes and eights
through suns and sunrises
times when gods were never enough
and Odin gave his right eye
not for wisdom
but for women
(the love of them.)


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I am a writer who lives in Seattle. I was born in Anchorage, Alaska and have lived in both Arizona and California.