The paddle in my hands moves my craft where I need want it to be. I am adept as I weave with against the current
Tag: loss
The Impossibility of What They Demand
They rest inside me, deeply, persistent in their demands for release. Monsters of thoughts and emotions that are dark with the density they possess. The
The foundation
So here’s the thing that is a basic fact. For something to be strong, it needs a solid, well constructed and well laid foundation. Whether
griefs evolution
grief doesn’t merely sit it resides it burrows nests settles in envelopes heavy weighted ever-present suffocating my lightness of being that it has replaced once
whisky sweet 