Sleepyhead It’s Rationality against insanity inside my mind. Mechanical roars and rhythmic thumping form sleepless nights. My body shows battle scars from hostility and strife. I look down at my hands; I’m holding the knife? I know one thing; I believe something else. Your words have become the artillery shells. I’m waiting for that explosionContinue reading “Guest poet: Britney Wolfe”