lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
lifeinpoetry: I shatterwhat light has done to me: in my wildest dreamswhere the given body is a form of flight& in this latest version I step intothe wreckage, to find the other side ofme blooming toward you. — Michael Wasson, from “Self-portrait
