Ten years agoyour face pressed my shoulderand I never forgot —
An old song you once remembered. A song which you hummed and sang and danced to. A song that filled your…
Like sunshinethrough the rain,you move me.Do you even know?When I hide my facedoes it show?
“In the afternoon they came unto a land in which it seemed always afternoon.”
A stark filament burns inside your headcasting shadows on every nearby cave wall.Shadows circle like hyenas around…
‘It’s okay,’ she said,touching my hesitant hand to her lips,‘you can touch me.’
i am a speck