I started working with stones
I used to have boxes and boxes of poems
Now I have boxes and boxes of rocks
Just like writing I have so many ideas
The way I can shape and blend them together
All the different beautiful things I could make
only poetry has given me this feeling before
And I know it’s something to cherish
It’s messy and dusty it seems impossible sometimes
Just like trying to find the right words
Worded Warrior 