09.03.2023. flash poem
i have a blood blister on my left foot;it’s healing but still oozes a lot.others have broken open and gone,but this one that i picked has stayed.
09.02.2024. flash poem
sometimes my hair blows onto my glasses, and it gets hard to see much of anything, but i hear so many planes overhead that i can see enough to know we’re gonna all be seeing grey soon.