Unburied
I have returned to a place I have stood many times beforeThe wind brushes the back of my neckBlowing wavy hair over the sides of my shoulderInto the autumn breezeLooking... Read More »
Tag: nostalgia
Crossroads
I continued to walk an endless dirt pathAnd it eventually came to a fork in the roadI found myself looking left and looking rightBut the anxiety in the pit of... Read More »
Familiar
There was a haze on the horizon of the summer heatAnd it poured down on meReminding me of a time from beforeFrom when I was less aware,Never unsure, never full... Read More »