may i be that stone that skips upon the water from a momentum that has made me forget my weight and when i do stop and plop and drop may i be that stone that sinks to the bottom and leaves ripples not to forget my wake
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feather brain
i got caught for a moment in the thought of a wallow i knew it was there when my stomach felt hollow it begged me to weep and suffer the arrows but when i heard what it needed they were just baby sparrows who all had been trapped in the weight of my gut flutteringContinueContinue reading “feather brain”
much nothing
how much may we make of the nothing at stake how deep may we bask in this time that won’t last how heavy might we get in the weight of the net how tightly must we grasp to the lungs’ last gasp yet how lightly can we play with the dawning of one day howContinueContinue reading “much nothing”