Posted on April 13, 2018
by Elan Mudrow
I came from chaotic matter, unformed, unnamed, a forest of thought, discord, a region of unlikeness. But now I am formed, symmetrical, a language, a song, a poem, matter between skin, meanings I would like to think of as endowed with light. I did…
Category: Flash Fiction, PortraitsTags: Art, Books, Dante, Life, Love, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Writing
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