words fail us at nearly every turn. wrapped in a web of ideas about how things work and pushed ... CONTINUED
pure possibility
a page. blank as the night sky overcast with clouds. or empty like a back road bathed in ... CONTINUED
as it echoes
i'm not naive enough to believe that a well said word if properly heard makes a damn bit of ... CONTINUED
no denial
maybe it's strange how life worked out this way, like how i can't deny your face burned into my ... CONTINUED
three swords deep
if i could feel her heart beat in these two mean hands for the barest sliver of time what ... CONTINUED
three phases of light
in predawn morning hours hope can crest the horizon and bathed in its ambient glow so much still ... CONTINUED
like purest gold
a field of green dotted white with clover and the air alive with buzzing bees as they flit from ... CONTINUED