Make my body a shrine

[Larry Brickner-Wood]

This is a stunningly beautiful poem, Maia. Thank you!

[Maia Brown-Jackson]

Aw, thank YOU!

[Will Boucher]

"...the typewriter keys are just a jumbled pile on the floor.

So I must make due.

I kiss Neruda into your collarbone

and think of cherry trees."

Absolute beauty.

[Maia Brown-Jackson]

Thank you!!!

[Mike Speriosu]

Gorgeous and powerful.

[Maia Brown-Jackson]

Thanks so much!

[T. McCarthy. She/they]

👏👏👏👏—> just wow.

[Maia Brown-Jackson]

Aw, thank you so much!!

[Lonely Robot Theme]

Ok…I’m speechless!!! This is just so incredible…I have no words.

[Maia Brown-Jackson]

Thank you for the (lack of but in fact existence of) words!

[Lonely Robot Theme]

Haha! I was too stunned by your words to find my own words..

[Maia Brown-Jackson]

Actually, perfectly in theme with my words!!