amid catastrophewhere broken glass has carpeted floorsblown in from windowsshreddedwallpaperhangsfrom walls that have seenbetter daysthere…
i wish the foresthad made a clear path for youfor her own pleasure
she has strength inside of her strengthshutters that would make you weepwhen they closestone inside of woodindomitablecathedral of a woman
it could have beenmagicalthis unexplainedwondercould have beenbuilt to celebrateto ponderto honorchangemeasured by the fading…
long deferredsome lovesare not frustratedwill not beprevaricatedthey are obviousthose loveswhen light coats gratefullyastounded…