The weight of silent years was lifted.Words made room for life and air.At first, it was too dense, too thick, too much…
Some days are rainy. Others are dry.Some have three hours, others seventy-five.Today the storm was on the inside.The sky was…
Held up high and from afar, a fogged mirror reflects me.Will my reflection ever be clear?No one around to see all my angles and doubts.
The calendar is thinner,Tomorrow is in there, somewhere.And yet, I don’t feel the chills of winter.I don’t want my leaves to tear.At first…
Time goes fast and slow.It flies. It drags. It tells. It takes.It never stops.
A familiar, bubbly, noise burst around herWith every odd dance move and remark.The sound of laughter fed her soulAnd oblivious joy filled up…