Wilson
Siegfried is a window into the soul.A boy made of contradictions.A man made of fractures.A soul made of bruises.Dusty Wilson pours his heart out onto the pages of Siegfried - reimagining what could’ve been and what could be.These poems are not about perfection - they’re about what is real.Identity.God.Love.Loneliness.The parts of ourselves we wish we could bury.In these pages, Dusty opens a wound and dares you to look at it.Not to pity him -but to recognize yourself.Everything in this book is up for interpretation. Human made doesnt mean perfect,poetry is subjectivethis book was crafted through the turmoils of heartand the thresholds of life.