the bleeding poets club poetry this pen was made to tear my throat from it’s place in my neck and put it on paper so people can read it and i will choke and this is every day for me Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
i love it… but for some reason the last ‘and’ drives me nutty…
this sounds about right. i guess i’m not alone.