Meaning Finds Its Muse

Ernest Hemingway once said that there’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.

I am a Four, with a Five wing. Meaning is my mantra and quest. I search for a world of “whys” buried in the narrative of others’ stories, and of my own.

Grace is a styptic pen that quiets the hemorrhaging that spills onto these pages. It guides my voice to another hurting ear that might to need know of my journey, where its meaning finds its muse.

I bleed from the pen, but in meaning I find my resurrection.

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Written & spoken by Kenny Pierce
Music by Podington Bear

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