Poem: Unraveled


Twisted. Tied. Art. Life.
Never sure what it began life as.
Never sure what it will be

About this poem.

A poem about therapy. About figuring ourselves out. Art. Life. Trauma. Survival. Discovery.

Poetry is never about one thing.

The picture was taken in St. Louis.


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