POEM: Agony’s Anchor Posted on May 6, 2021 by B Gourley pain nails me to The Now there is no pulling away the only escape lies in finding the drift, riding the swells until there is nothing but those sacred undulations Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc. Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp MoreShare on TumblrTweet Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related