8 thoughts on “Without a Safety Net

  1. Mmmmm. I wish I had it in me to be a poet acrobat, navigating that highwire, drunk on fear and exhilaration.

  2. Sometimes you lean towards the poetry; sometimes towards the truth: this one does, both; how careless we can be (I’m thinking of me); thank you.

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