Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Thursday, July 11, 2019
I try
But I keep coming
In through corners
Or perhaps God
Disguised as my most
Unaccepted Self
Unwashed
Me
Of trying.
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Sunfowers
Hang
Beneath the open sky
Breathing in the
Sun
Reaching through the invisible
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