by Clare Galletta (Author)

Many times, poems come to me in crashing waves or with the ferocity of a parade. I do not always know what it is that I am writing about. But I document it as best as I can, utilizing words that barely touch the experience of what feeling a soul is like. These are the translations I have written. Moments of connection with myself and with others. All are true. All have changed. All are snapshots of a conversation with my soul.