Crawling towards an epiphany
Don’t be disheartened
The light is getting closer
We will manifest, my dear.
1 month, 1 week ago
Ernest A. Woods
She picks at the dead skin on her lips, staring.
Licks at a grain of blood, blinks, shows her teeth
and rubs the wound against them.
1 month, 3 weeks ago
Tasting you was akin to hearing colours and seeing sounds
But we let each other down with feigned insouciance
Caring? For the birds.
There were still splinters from when we last merged….
2 months ago
unspool and crystallize
Fragments of memories
Are squeezed in between pages –
Good luck wishes with your curvy handwriting
The tiny flowers you picked
The balloon you drew on the box of your birth month- 13 more words
He drank what he drew
He went out on a journey
Disrobed a stripe
And the stripe
There was not one straight… 82 more words
h a u n t e d
But tonight, I did.
It is an ache that does not wane,
does not abate
like the moon caving in under the cover of dark… 59 more words
2 months, 3 weeks ago
Side A: I have loved you for many moons and more to come.
Side B: For now, I acquiesce to (y)our goodbye.
2 months, 4 weeks ago