Roar amidst the clatter
of beaded manes.
Claw the bark and tatter
long words, writ upon
these vellum pages
and add a name.
Dripping
I’ve been holding
you for so long. Continue reading “Dripping”
Long Since Gone
A mantle, bare,
holds no memory
for the old hopes
it once shared. Continue reading “Long Since Gone”
Veil of Ashes
A veil of ashes
obstructed my view,
yet I could hear
the tide’s swell crashing,
mixing what was left
of me into you.