Originally posted on Diary of a Person Being Human:
? Dear God; dear Universe; dear Paradoxical Exigence of the Mind, I awake to the quarantine of the rain, spraying me like an infected bloom; my inner voice trying to cleanse me of the consternation that has clouded my internal skies for some time now; sparking storms and raging waves that crash against your distant shores. I awake with eyes wide open, with sudden appreciation for the shape of my fear; the well-trodden hopes of an effigy clothed in resonant but disdainful robes, walking in shoes it has no business to… Continue reading Dear God – MPoWriMo