I was awakened to a gentle breeze billowing the sheer curtains into the spacious master bedroom with a rhythmic swish swish swish. The…
My life is a windswept desertand I’m unwatered sand, drifting over my path as I go,covering old footprints,erasing yesterday.I thirst for the…
Why am I not dead yet? I laid in bed in the hospital, refusing to believe in the ceiling and trying to see straight…
A new and perfect wing
Slowly stretches itself.