My 1st Erasure Poem

[Image from Page 3 of “How to Stop Time” by Matt Haig. Most of the image has been blacked out to read: Santa Barbara years bored pleasant. Heaven with traffic. Drank wine. Going mad, panic attacks. Lived centuries. Witnessed war, revolutions. Waking up my heart going crazy. Feeling trapped inside myself. Something. Los Angeles calmed … Continue reading My 1st Erasure Poem