A Confessional Poem

A Confessional Poem

I’ve never been bored.
For instance I climbed trees in my youth
Though I was blind

I found an owl’s nest
My idiorhythmic heart was stormy green

Author: stevekuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University View all posts by stevekuusisto