Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



The Trees

The trees were heavy. The season's change shows one thousand droplets all rolling down filling empty paper cups with the meaning of life. I caught a leaf in my hand like led, engraved with gold it pulled me and tomorrow... 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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