Harvest Moon

Come and lay with me, here in the amber leaves. Don't tell me anything. No whispers; no promises you want to keep and won't. Do not dare to name the names my dreams are longing to hear - and whatever you do, don't say any one of the single things my breath is holding itself... Continue Reading →

Restless

The winds were wild today. They got inside me, whispering songs of darkness and undergrowth, thorny branches scraping starry skies. Like a fool, I thought of you, and wondered if you remembered me too. We were young together; wild within ourselves. We ran through the night like silent shadows and sought out the dark places... Continue Reading →

My Hands

We never talked much towards the end. We never talked about the things that mattered, the things that hurt, or the things that were killing us, slowly. We especially didn't talk about the thing we killed. We parted like leaves being drawn by separate winds, and I later learned you had no idea why; and... Continue Reading →

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