Contributor: Kate Bounds

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Why do I write?
I have demons, nay…angels
left shoulder
right shoulder
whispering whispering
truths in form of whys?
chatter chatter so poetic
quietly
smooth
mental meanderings
turned dark
questioning questioning
second-guessing
striking down applause
watering seeds of doubt
suffocating vines destroying my voice
and I’m left with a without.


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Mother, Grammy, Daughter, Sister, Friend
I write because my head talks too much
and I take pictures so I can remember.