Like every year, i see your reflection in ponds and windowswe greet each other over the loss of friends and the rhythm of rain drops on a faraway world. When i live closer to the ocean and the airis not so... Continue Reading →
Talking The way you talk to me In short bursts I don't understand Long short Long short Your yellow eyes catch All the light in the room Until all I see is you Glow in the dark The way you... Continue Reading →
Once covered in grey and black No wrangling freedom A happy slave feeds her cats