A Day’s Eye, plucked and placed behind an ear -sun yellow and snow white on soft brown- surpasses sham bouquets and bloodless clichés. A Day’s Bread, blessed by familiar […]
I was a seed that died to see; I did not bleed. Might life be free? Wild breathes the Wind I cannot see, blowing new blood in, Lawlessly.
Four years, four months, and twelve days…I know, but I don’t keep count. It’s just one of those motionless mornings when the sun’s not yet shining and the thoughts dance […]
I forgot. I was at a wedding and the thought never arrived. It always has, but not this time. The wedding was fine as far as weddings go. I was […]