Every time I see your nameI sit and prayHoping you’ll somehow knowThat we’re okay
With a passion all of its ownUtterly oblivious to our maudlinDublin, Austin, DestinAll our futile…
Last we spoke, I had wanted to say,“Don’t go. We’ll make it work. Just stay.”But before my mouth could form the words,Tragedy…
Of quiet contemplation and meditative reverieNo one can make you feel inferior without your consentAnd when…