Daily Archives: March 4, 2015
… , time creeps by like a sigh -lence, still as stone. when the miles stop flowing, she hollows out her heart, and makes it home. ….
She needs a new song. One that doesn’t sting. One that doesn’t swing its way long ’round her neck like a millstone. She needs a new tune, a new land -mark, a quiet spark and some well-worn shoes to mark … Continue reading