I feel like an old dirt road,
furrowed and forgotten,
unworthy of paving stones.
Where do I lead?
Where do I go? Continue reading “Old Dirt Road”
I feel like an old dirt road,
furrowed and forgotten,
unworthy of paving stones.
Where do I lead?
Where do I go? Continue reading “Old Dirt Road” →
Count the grains
of sand,
suspending Continue reading “Suspending” →
Goodbye, to the
endless
sea, Continue reading “Endless Sea” →
The waves are lapping
against my skin
and the salt stings. Continue reading “Over, I Go” →
The trees bent, balding,
cane-roots carry the weight
of the elder boughs, clawing
back into the dirt,
many months before
the coming freeze
begins its thawing. Continue reading “The Coming Freeze” →
Ghosts of the past
come with clawing requests,
but have they forgotten
the lives they once led? Continue reading “Bloody Footprints” →
The sun shone
a little brighter today
and I was reminded
of the blue behind
the grey. Continue reading “A Little Brighter” →
“Let your better angels sing!” Continue reading “The Better Angels Sing” →
I’ve been holding
you for so long. Continue reading “Dripping” →
in a sad time,
i dreamed i was Continue reading “Paper Ash” →
Lash yourself tightly,
against the night’s pull. Continue reading “Sail the Dream Sea” →
I’ve got a chill
I can’t shake. Continue reading “Freezing” →