An agreement
between you, my guest, and me, your host:
Welcome to my little space.
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I'm very protective of my spaces these days.
So let's be kind.
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Let's be open-minded
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And gentle.
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Let us strive to move into softness when we're reading words that were expressed by my emotions. These poems are my feelings, in written form. The poems are pieces of me. They are me. I didn't start writing poetry because I was looking for a hobby. I write poetry because I am in pain. I am sad. There is much to be grieved. I invite you to grieve with me.
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Let us all strive to be curious while spending time here. Because, whether or not you know it just yet, this page is a bit of a portal into my soul. Into my heart. Into my body's mind, that is the mind not held in the skull, if you will. It is my joy to share these parts of me with you. Thanks for coming in to my nook*.
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With all my love,
FrankthePoet
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*I know, I did it on purpose.
Who I am
I suppose I'm just a nuero-spicy cis-het white guy coming out of fundamental evangelicalism with big feelings (I know, the irony is palpable). I don't know, I suppose I'm learning who I am and how to be that person. If you're interested in learning with me, I'll be sharing pieces of me on this site regularly. You can find more of me @theneonfury