I want to plunge in The waves have all slipped by left me rejected
The rush of the future stops for a long moment, I grasp the horns tighter than known strength. It's far off now, (the future) but I wait for judgement-- and judgement has a full morning. The bank is empty because... Continue Reading →
Dear Emily, She conjured up ghosts for me and left them in the alley haunting the exits. The cold wind blew my hair into my mouth as I touched a poet's velvet patched elbows. Another perfectly written scene. We were... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 