I am the one who glows asks wildness of humanity controls the tides asks for nothing is worshiped and followed knows her path and purpose keeps time with the ocean bends on knees to no one loves and guide others... Continue Reading →
Stillness settles into the tide of October nothing without cold air Bring to me your poem I will birth it into this decade it will win hearts Be good to your heart Be nice to your heart Be wise with... Continue Reading →
There were three moons Each followed me down the street till i bloomed like a cereus captured my fingertips holding on tight, roots in the ground that called to me an earnest kettle There were five moons glowing against each... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 