the social archipelago thereluctanttester Poetry November 11, 2011November 11, 2011 1 Minute the room smells of balloons it is full of celebrations the room gives me migraines it is full of laughter the room is full of water & is plenty with land each one of us,on our own land separated by the waters of friendly isolation…. image via wikipaintings.org Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by thereluctanttester View all posts by thereluctanttester Published November 11, 2011November 11, 2011