It is a decision, the totality of it all,wisdom from the heart is the great sunset over Beirut,skimming the surface for…
it starts with a germa single grain of sandgritdetritusthat slips past the calcified boundsand…
One of the leaves is pinkening On my honeysuckle child Such a lovely word
Don’t trap me in a jar. Lid screwed.Or save me from the algae of assumptions.The fungus of faux…