Lost in an Aries Sky-Still
Apr 6, 2024
A writer with no home.
An Aries Blue sky understands the prose, how it flows.
Lost in the spaces of want to and can I?
Breaking writers rules without knowledge of them anyway.
Longing to be taught and not trapped by same grammatical rap loops.
Language, love and speculative fiction specifically evades me.
Point of views, first, deep third, how should I be heard?
Lost in an Aries Blue sky of writers doubt.
