Nowhere More Familiar

There is nowhere more familiar

than 96 pixels per inch

— than 26 lines of acid ruled,

A5 pages,

blank.

These voids used to fill me with dread

— but the blank page

this soulless

empty

is the space I know best

Just a quick one-minute poem about my appreciation of the voids that I like to fill with words.

While you’re here, check out the rest of my poetry! And, if you like what you’ve read? I’d love to hear about it in the comments! And, if you don’t like it, let me know why!!

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