She lived in a collection of moments, reaching back to sew the darkening, cold and frayed edges of fragments past to the white hot light of the present. Looking back to brilliant flashes of childhood, past love when it… Read More ›
Day: June 11, 2019
Hurricane by Jaz
O swollen river doest thy body burst with toxicity? O aching river forced over your boundary every time the skies cry abundantly Sent forth from your comfort zone and then blamed for loss of life O beautiful river did… Read More ›