Pen to Paper by on Filed under: PoetryLeave a comment Sometimes I fear that the abstract I write will become my reality. That the words I put down will become my life. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print