The Peninsula

The Fiction and Poetry Archive of Liana Mir and scribblemyname

a poem (poem)

Nov
24

I guess I had a poem inside me
aching to get out
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worth (poem)

Oct
30

what is the worth of a poem, caught in the hand
the words that tumble over and over themselves
poured out of a heart that’s too full, a mind that’s too loud
maybe someday, somehow I’ll figure it out