24. NOLA. I love to write short stories and give my unsolicited opinions on writing, culture, life, history. twitter—> @BigEasyPress Novels coming soon!
I tried to sew my eyes as a child until they were slits
Because they were gaping holes in my face
Taking up too much, seeing too much…
Life flows in wild abundance.
The world, it is too much today…
each bright ray of sun burns my eye,
unbidden, a wall of tears forms,
and fails to…
Goodbye is hard,
so let’s not hug as if
tomorrow will be
this day’s end.
What you mean to me