February 13, 2018
Beneath her coat was a whole identity:
A subtle form of ideas under soft fur,
A constantly shifting mass of meaning...
And somehow, she pulled it off.
She would go for days without shedding a thing,
And then, as if a bottle rolling off a counter,
She would shatter, sending s...
Beneath her coat was a whole identity - 1st Place Winner
Crush - 2nd Place Winner
With Rain I've Spoken - 3rd place winner
Typewriter Emergencies Poetry Contest
December 30, 2017
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