Existence. I am the girl with hidden emotions that you pass on your way to lab, a young, hopeless, blond walking down the mirage of colorblind cement Whose thoughts dwell on the constant sway of her pen. I am the woman who maintains her confidence as she supports a 1500lb animal over a fence taller than she is, giving her a sense of freedom that knows no limits. Who actually has the capability of flight. I am the poet, whose caliced fingers, who perform their daily dance upon the dusty keyboard... read more
