the edges of myself

words, words, words

a gentle sigh, an allowance, releasing that which has held a clutching grip for longer than i can possibly fathom– the simplicity of breathing in and out, finding my breath in full– allowing the grief that i didn’t know existed to flow gently down my cheeks– making tracks through the garden dust and grime.   …

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i remembered you yesterday the boy with a smile he couldn’t hide– the childish innocence running through the lines of your face.   like uncovering an old box of records, full of songs you’d forgotten existed– but to which you know all the words.   i remembered falling softly with you– into arms that seemed they’d never …

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I’ve closed my heart before locked it tightly– buried the key beneath layers of shoulds and coulds and woulds   I’ve watched myself walk away treading carefully, moving backwards longing for an explanation some semblance of the truth   I’ve understood the sting of rejection– internalized its pointy edges, embracing their lessons along with the …

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