That

Wrapped, layers overlap. The way it should be, when you see me standing, shining, free, like air across mountains with views we never before could see, the way we stood so low. It took a long time. We weren’t sure what we would find. But these trees bring me to my knees, to remember the … Continue reading →

Sail

I tied it to a sail, and watched it float away, that grayest of days. The white sail against the gray sky, the sea, and me, wearing white. Until the gray turned to night. I stood waiting, but I knew it wasn’t coming back, and I knew in a way, I would always feel the … Continue reading →

Shadows

And in these broken shadows of what we’d painted, great cities we adored. Long sleeps with worries sent out the door. So much more. Now it collects like dust, like shattered champagne glasses, shards swept with a broom, out of the room, for others to step on, outside. Oh they hid in their lies, in … Continue reading →

Fingers

The hand intertwines its fingers around my mind, as I waste all my time, wondering about things that don’t exist, and all of the people I have never, ever kissed. Who may or might not come into my life. Unsure if I’ll ever again be a wife, or if I’ll just marry the wind, until … Continue reading →

A Collage of Shallow Tinder Fragments

How was your weekend? Mine was chill. Hey, how was your weekend? Mine was stellar. Looks like we stopped talking in May. It was a cold June. I’m trying to do like a non linear thing that ties loosely together in the end, but it’s not going well. And the poor London girls. Trails of … Continue reading →

Now

Find me in wind, in limbs of trees, the space between. I hear your every word, see every glance, and I’m glad we took the chance. Oh these arms so long with fingers like branches, graceful, and hands so smoothly dancing around your face. My hands cannot let go. I tried, and something said no. … Continue reading →