… .For me

A writer is who I am,

For me breathing just a habit,

Changing bandages,

Carving a place for my heart to beat,

For me roaring in my ears to

Echoing off my upper lobs writer things,

Stories that make me whole,

When I write whether with finger or pen,

The bleeding effect,

I one with my thoughts,

I’m not alone,

When next I come to WordPress,

Val Whitewolf my pen name shall shine,

For me breathing is not being,

For me heart holds no part of who I am,

…….Whether you see me in the world or not!

……I’m a trained historian who writes,

No deploma ever hold the essence,

A scholar,

A student seven point six years doliploma or not,

A job does not define me,

For me a writer no I be,

No stupid award given over and over encourages the writer I be,

I write because I am,

Proud,Out, lesbian author,

Writer,

A job title does not,

Never did define this poet,

For me,

I write that’s me!

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