It’s too cold today.Too cold to grindthe sleep from my eyesand rise.Outside,I see life suspendedin crystalized ice.Inside,I am swirled in a snowglobe,a tiny frozen breathcurling back to… Read more “Chilly Morning”
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Morning snowfall
I awoke on an island, a curious castaway, the quiet white sea spread before me.
These walls
These walls are high but poorly built. The right brick crumbling sends it tumbling.
The epiphany
I curled my leaves and starved myself to the root to deny the pain of blooming, to pollute. and what I found was that the sun didn’t… Read more “The epiphany”
Indigo Tuesday 