What Could, Cannot, And Will Not Be
Oh, how did she, with such finesse, dissect me with her graciousness? And with her kindness so impart these sutures left upon my heart. Her words rejected that…
Oh, how did she, with such finesse, dissect me with her graciousness? And with her kindness so impart these sutures left upon my heart. Her words rejected that…
The blue sky wavers On top of my heavy brow Weights push and press me So small like a bead. Shoulders bent low to support the weight of the world. A hand…
Fight Fight Fight! But what to fight? A being less great? Or nature itself? Kindness comes in every package. Even in death, Even in killing. And don’t mean…
And that was the time when my nanna died, too. How he healed me, got me ready to face the world again, while breathing life into a bush of flowers—there was no…
The next month was May, a fine sunny time, and Thad seemed to forget about most everything else, to look at him. I’d walk past Thyme street and always see him…
The wax of kindness Melts warm drips Purely The finest For famined lips First kissed By its Clean water sips I’m simply blessed to persist Each time I see my…
Feel your tooth With the tongue Sluicing truth From your lung Pen of when Your heart is spun One too many times by the earth And done away What will you have…
Remember the last time you were kind to an old person? Probably not because... well, you have *never* been kind to an old person. Jack Reordan was famously…
I started the morning by sneaking into a strange house through an unsealed milk door. There was a broken shoe heel on the second floor—its wrongness drew me…