On Pseudonyms I’m thinking about itputting letters togetherwaiting for the perfect soundsto describe the writer in mewho wants to stay hidden the words they writeatrocious – attractedto white space withthe precision of apremeditating killer I’m thinking about itrolling sounds on mytongue touching thestories that belongunder someone’s name ZOOM WITH US! Tuesday evening at 7pm EST… Continue reading Poem 329 – On Pseudonyms