by Odeee
marginal compared to the poems you posted when you first came on Lit, are you trying too hard? I think so...
The imagery leaps out and speaks volumes more than the words in which it is dressed. A new, powerful voice.
Childhood must be kept afloat by playing with it frequently. One never need be grown up--"stranded". Just consider yourself to be the same person, the child you were born, accruing time and memory, and in growth, not completed. How can one find fault in that?