The shadows run like water. Below
the darkness—layers,
Settles into fine lines, breathes their existence. The minutes tie themselves around my ankles and the hours engulf—sunshine sings into the corners, spills into puddles
opens my heart and fills my mouth with soft, warm words.
YOU ARE READING
Of Yesterday
Poetry[Completed] Of Yesterday is a poetry collection written over the last decade, and deals intimately with emotions related to loss, grief, love, recovery and renewal. The pictures used in this chapbook are my own photographs, taken and edited personal...
