When man first moved,
He did not walk, but floated.
As time went on, all the wild poets
Were forever being lost upon the wind.
So God made gravity
To keep them grounded.
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Bloom in the Dark: Poems from Valleys and Corners
PoetryThese are poems that I've written during dark times of my life. There's also a few that surfaced in the quirkier corners of my mind. Putting them all together has been fun.
