Written by: andrew delapruch


holds her/his 
special & private 
behind the closet
door of her/his
heart, wanting to
let it all out, wanting
to share her/himself
with another in order
to confirm that
these feelings are ok,
that all the little
seemingly irrelevant
to others but 
wondrously unique
qualities of the self
come in colors &
shapes within the
nether regions of
all our blood &
if s/he could just
muster the courage
to come out & ask
someone to listen,
or to express to the
world without the
expectation that they
will, possibly, quite
possibly, a therapeutic
feeling might 
begin to quench the
dissatisfaction with