if i were to throw some stone into a little known pond would those ripples propagate outward ... CONTINUED
Short poems about life and love
cut flowers
if we cut all flowers would others one day bloom, or would future springs remain ... CONTINUED
with a tilt
it's okay to spend your days watching clouds pass by imagining objects or faces concatenate from ... CONTINUED
reso(nation)
when she reads (which she does well and often) it's like a dream or vision reaching through from ... CONTINUED
just like november
your voice heavy with the fog of waking whispered the sweetest nothings. cool crisp mornings ... CONTINUED
at a crossroads
the echoing notes of each string gently being strummed shakes the air between us both picking ... CONTINUED
into dust
with seven lines you moved me from night to someplace deeper than despair a bittersweet truth ... CONTINUED
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