On Maturing – Jennifer Patino (Thistle Thoughts)

On Maturing the wardrobe insiststhat it’s 1996 &the audience accepts this I am cusping,anger combusting& my wrathdrains crimson down the bath,the walls arecoated, in dream scrawl my head rings imploded this is the next season of life& it’s just as lonelyas the last one,but this timethere are lesspeople around & soundsslip insideone of mymany neuralContinue reading “On Maturing – Jennifer Patino (Thistle Thoughts)”