I started it. at last.
I started off easy, with one ad for Art is a Verb and another one I made up which I find it be rather funny. I may scan later.
then I chose 3 poems and 2 pieces of writing (one prose, one narrative) to include.
here is one of the poems I chose.
I raise a hand to my face
every time I feel
your eyes inside me,
uncertain if I am blushing
or if my blood is drawn to you
like the tide to the moon.
I would open a door in my chest
and display your domain to you,
if I could,
find some internal proof of every
heart stopping, stomach clenching
and intense reaction
to your eyes inside me.
My road map of blood flowing blue
through translucent planes
leads only to you,
fold me up into well worn creases
if it will make me convenient,
and open me again with only
your grey eyes,
the colour of storms and silence.
I'll beg you to write yourself into
this barely begun book that is me,
each chapter so far leading up to you,
and the never-ending story of
your eyes inside me.
written for my love, Brittany.