Monthly Archives: November 2020

You are the perfect bud

You are the perfect budIn every flowerThe bloom, the wilt, the petal fallMirrored to Infinity. You are the dark-fingered howlThat rips the brittle stemThe long and deathly still decayThe tight dry seed, blindto its changeling form. Photo by: Susan Burgess … Continue reading

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Welcome to the disconnect

Welcome to the disconnect word by word and step by step, You think you’re free But you’re just not one of us — Yet. Eyes downcast or staring bare Into a world Beyond all care. Forgotten how to say “hello” … Continue reading

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