Daily Archives: November 12, 2022
breathe, girl. you’re fine. the moon moats in her sky, and you (of also borrowed shine) can hang awhile longer, too. breathe in these starsand mark them well, treble-tremble your fingersalong their sharpest notes. whisper yourself some wings of feathered things,of flutter, stuttered syllables soaked in salt and … Continue reading
a symphony of sunlighta melody of moona whispered whir of trees a warble a murmura burble (and still) the clack-patter of keys and she (limbs raised to sky) will live there in that shanty by the sea. ::In November, we poem. Quickly.