Daily Archives: July 8, 2015

Breath

That breath, so brief, intake of love, shadowed by grief, at something lost, now gone; mind is drawn to inner wake.

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Words

Sometimes the words just stop, as if sulking in hidden corners, resenting where they have been taken, pouting in that soft-lipped way they have, where the brutal capacity is denied, and their power is contained, because it must be, even … Continue reading

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