I am so moved by "I'm Trying to Reach You." The truths within - so often acknowledged but without the grace and understanding of Autumn Widdoes - are shards of broken glass, wrapped tenderly in this poem. I am humbled by the poet's gift of it to me and the world.
“Come find me, I’m trying on a new life”
Love this and the entire piece. Thanks for sharing.
I am so moved by "I'm Trying to Reach You." The truths within - so often acknowledged but without the grace and understanding of Autumn Widdoes - are shards of broken glass, wrapped tenderly in this poem. I am humbled by the poet's gift of it to me and the world.