hold this string she said i am making a tapestry stand where you are she said i will run away like your wild child and weave and weave our dreams across the earth stay there she said so i know what home is and i will come back to you with a tapestry
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home deaf
the house had no music but there was a song it had known there was a timbre amidst its timber that beheld its own tone there was a tune that once went mute and burrowed deep inside like a scarab masked in amber it was silenced and denied the house had no music
home lone
i am a nomad in my own home from room to room i roam and roam i find no place in this place and beg for blessings and for space i give grace and i trace the corners of the floors the outlines of the doors and still i am unstill and i pace andContinueContinue reading “home lone”