Forgive Me

for R.L. Sometimes memories hit hard, merciless and cruel, But only because finally they can be honest; Show and tell how things really went down During those days that you were tumbling down Head over heels, but not in selflessness, Rather in a greedy hunger for the things You couldn't wait to hold, seize, take,... Continue Reading →

the dust

collects in piles around the edges and cracks of this dream, broken again but not by the stories that haunted yesterday here is a new breaking, a new crumbling off of dry pieces like learning to hold a name tender in the center of your soul but not letting it infiltrate the secret places reserved... Continue Reading →

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