Your pure cotton shirt catches the wind, unfurling a sail on a mediterranean road. With a bright sunny nonchalant freedom you toss away words, happy apple cores. Be yourself, share yourself, be vulnerable, each a final testament of an impossibility. I cast a smile at your brown eagle eyes, the warrior in me bravely chiselingContinue reading “I’m still here”
Monthly Archives: November 2018
Paper Cranes
I hang my hope on the wings of wild paper cranes. Dancing regally in the wailing white winter snow. I pray to the gods of the forsaken and the unbelievers. Living in a darkened land of black and white desolation. I bend my tired fingers around the folds of a thousand words. Bringing you backContinue reading “Paper Cranes”
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