It feels like bleeding ink.
I love the way I feel when I'm writing--really writing--like a piece of my soul is dipped in ink and splattered across the page.
Read of a former trailer park kid as she talks about parenting, working her ass off, random crap, and everything in between.
I love the way I feel when I'm writing--really writing--like a piece of my soul is dipped in ink and splattered across the page.
Posted by Sarah Reed at 9:31 PM
I write about: free verse, writing
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