Sep 30
You Should Be Lightning In clear skies, if you can find them. Once I touch you, I can never let go. You should be thunder warning the less picky away. Once I start counting, I will never stop. So much of love is about denying who we are and wishing we could flower into bloom. …
Aug 06
Reading that Billionaires Hunted People for Sport in Sarajevo While I Pick Up My Child from School The parking lot still carries the odd pile of snow, hard as concrete. I remember when my child used to go sledding but could never steer. The biggest worry was trees. The car door opens, and I quickly …
Nov 15
Because Death Is Real Because death is real, I overwatered my pansies the day after it rained. It’s the last thing I’ve got. The last thing alive in my life. Because death is real, I blocked you on my phone, but not on social media. In case you want to ask why. Because death is …
