Cleansed Poetry By Taylor Ambrosi Clear my head my heart These substances vacuuming every nerve consuming all sanity But you broadcasting a peculiar palpitation And I acquiesce the ambiance of this archaic atmosphere Continue reading → Share this:Share Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...