A poem by P. G. I no longer fear the light that shines so brightly from my soul I no longer fear the weight nor weary of what comes with...

A poem by P. G. if you're reading this, i'm glad (and i mean it) if you're reading this, i'm scared (and i mean it) if you're reading...

and what a strange sensation it is to roll over wiggle the aliens on my hands and feet