Poetry Sessions: HELEN KELLER

Darkness falls regularly, goosebumps overtake my once placid skin.  I feel the wind swoosh by, slapping my unintended face.  Overcome with silence, my sixth sense is heightened. “I must feel my way through,” I whisper in my mind’s eye. I extend my hands, feeling my way around.  Prickly bushes wound my flesh, causing a sting […]

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