The slow dissolution of our fragile reverieParts go missing and we invent replacementsThe…
There’s grace in the space Between my hands and these keysBetween the words in my…
We will take the time we needto pretend we can forgive eachother’s bruise of deletion, 25 yearsas, apparently…
Haiku
Spotless moments, those hourswhen forgiveness doesn’t sit quiteso heavily on your chestwhen the lines & bottlesthat checker…
Don’t worry, Sweetheart! I forgave all your faults — Just go now,