Choices: A beautiful thought came to me today about inserting some new material for Aislin. In this scene, she is exuding peace and forgiveness at the end of the book. Then I was like, "No, the book is titled The... Continue Reading →
The street sections here Without light Wander through them Each step in the footprints Of overconfident monsters At home I don't butter my bread Or sing in the shower I promise to make tea Build a fire and create something... Continue Reading →
Settle sun, you warm me when I fall behind in my thoughts, Hold onto the repetition of attachment. The cold floor can come to claim my tears Settle sun, I ask on those days There is no voice in me... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 