Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



Dear Breath,

I follow you like a flower bobbing against a shore that won't let me cling, on a river that won't even swallow me. You make a small desperate noise I want to arouse you into normalcy but you ache past... Continue Reading →

October twenty-second

Breath All of Falls' breaths are a message Hair tangled in her fingers Leaves rushing at legs Her pressure against my back Caressing each step forward I call out to that wildness That divides summer and winter She whistles back... Continue Reading →

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