We build towers
out of bits and debris of hopes and dreams
until they surpass us
and collapse beneath our feet.
I said before
but I am Rapunzel.
-clw
C. Ward
Outlaw Poets is an inclusive electronic publication produced by Studio Appalachia and features poetry and art by the Outlaw Poets Group. Contact studioappal@gmail.com for more information.
The cardinal flew across the road in front of me, a blur of red but precise in its flight as I added meaning to the moment, something ab...
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