Penthouse Letters: The Prequel


Writing is my way out.

Harlon Davey – 2015

6 thoughts on “Penthouse Letters: The Prequel

  1. This poem spoke to me, Harlon. Particularly the part about the fact that no one can kill or understand us. It was a profound juxtaposition for me to contemplate. I feel this all the time in relationships– the way a knowing and an intimacy can emerge between persons, and yet there is also the heart of hearts within us that we could never convey wholly to another. The seat of our own being… It cannot be killed. It is mysterious. We swim within it. It holds us, and even as it holds us, it cannot be taken from us… And it’s the place that will remain, solid and steady, when the denial finally caves…



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