Even if I break again and again
I will re-grow, re-birth,
create
new shapes
new directions.
Redefine this fodder.
Fold me out of the line,
not into it.
from the collaborative poem "anti-mold momentum" by j/j hastain and Juliet Cook, newly published by Crisis Chronicles
I will re-grow, re-birth,
create
new shapes
new directions.
Redefine this fodder.
Fold me out of the line,
not into it.
from the collaborative poem "anti-mold momentum" by j/j hastain and Juliet Cook, newly published by Crisis Chronicles
read more here - http://cclitmag.wordpress.com/2014/09/25/anti-moldhastaincook/
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