Watch me shrivel and diebefore being harvested,due to neglect of selfand a compromised…
Sea-brimmed gullsRide me to the middle of rough seaswhere silent waves gently tug at my feetMy sleep-hunched spine…
The mouths of babes
The ringing phone roused John from a deep sleep. When he answered, the voice on the other end said, “Can you hear that?” What…