I want
your hand curled into mine
under the dinner table
with bread and candles
but only if you want this, if we can learn to choose between trust and fear
because my past self tells me that
this altar is too sacred
to be ruined
Lake's Art Space
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While I draw inspiration from my life experiences, these poems are not meant to be read as a narration of facts, nor are they meant to be read as being about any one specific person, living or dead. Sometimes there is a dedication to a group or an individual who has inspired me to write a given poem. Many times I combine elements of fiction and fantasy with reality. I find meaning in creating beauty from the chaos of life, of adding order to what can sometimes feel random or arbitrary.