Poetry is my wild

...return to love.

I love my own words; reading, writing them, bathing in them, sharing them. All the ways that words move me and soothe me. Uplift, inspire, provoke me. Change me. Heal me. 

I first fell in love with words through the voices of others. I consumed art like it was my job. Realizing now how important that infectious desire was, and is.

Poetry, colouring my in…