You may think I’m sitting here,lost in the ruins of old age — forgotten stories etched on skinthat’s wrinkled as a…
Every bone in my bodyhas been crushed,that’s how it feels.
The cows were gathered
in a corner of the lower field.
With resilience and equanimitylife’s murky depthsspawn beautyexquisite in their fragilitymoments of intensitygreater…
I sympathize with the thief — for his life and quest
To be unjust and afraid of being…
Wreathed in a
Belonging to the drug, so potent, She;