Stolen Apples
I make circles in your words.
2 min readDec 15, 2022
I go in circles until I find the meaning of my words.
I stand on the shoulder of giants so that I might see the world — unknown to me, through a lens of grand design.
Another writer’s constructs, clearing the cobwebs from my mind.
Giving form to shapeless sights — warmth on frigid nights, knowing that the reckless…