May 25, 2023 brittfasano creative, Poetry Death by Seedling I feel excavated. Like a buoyant log atop a sea stampede, shafted from the earth and cursed by the sun to bleach.Spread the ideas: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading...