new moon musings
Stop thinking about it. “I can’t” Then tell me how it feels. “It…it hurts” I know. So tell me about … Continue reading new moon musings
Stop thinking about it. “I can’t” Then tell me how it feels. “It…it hurts” I know. So tell me about … Continue reading new moon musings
“Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It … Continue reading Will The Wolf Survive
Jack Kerouac, ‘Big Sur’ Continue reading Ostara, Vernal Equinox
MISSINGLOVE. “that afternoon after a long solitary wander through the woods, i found your missing glove. i knew it was … Continue reading MISSINGLOVE
“Write with blood, and you will find that blood is spirit. He who writes in blood…does not want to be … Continue reading written in blood
Somewhere in between the chapters of the story Something fell loose Like an old photograph, a memory Long pressed between … Continue reading Cicada Songs
I sing this song For the wolves In my head For they are always there Singing Continue reading Wolf Song
She invited him to dessert. He had her for breakfast. She forgot her own name. The neighbors knew this. They … Continue reading the big bad wolf
memory screens the details the sounds that come drifting in late nights on air through my head my heart echoes … Continue reading late nights on air
as found. somebody somewhere posted this….and it stoned me. source unknown Continue reading spending the afternoon with death