Every day with you is a gift not promised
A new morning mercy that breaks through night’s darkness
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Is this real?
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I want to weave words
like spiderweb cords Continue reading
Here is a link to my new poem “Rocked” published over at Fathom Magazine! Continue reading
Sandals removed
Where the rocks have been smoothed
Waters rise, waters fall
I am small Continue reading
This is part of a series of letters in which I write to my future self: Continue reading
A river flows
Running to lose itself
Into something bigger
Something better
Take me to where water meets water Continue reading
And so begins a series of letters in which I will write to my future self. Continue reading
I’m tired of feeling thin,
stretched
to the breaking point
But these waves are showing me that
thinness lets the light through Continue reading
Reforming Joy 