here comes another poem by emily dickinson; "i dwell in possibility"

i live in magic is basically what she is saying, the magic of the imagination. her "house" is her poems and prose can never reach the abundance ideas feelings thoughts of poetry. and there is a select few whom are invited.  i think you are i are invited.

if you have any thoughts/ ideas, please dm me on instagram @apoeticpicnic or email me: [email protected]

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