Where does vulnerability lead
To the precipice of knowledge?
Stepping carefully through the pitfalls
A form of experiential college?
Some live inside of boundaries
Self-made, or yet dispensed
In certainty and judgment
Absence of suspense
All culturally provided
With philosophic reason
By some who seek control
All the way to treason
8/17/21
6:45 AM – 7 AM
Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.
When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.
– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)