slow burn the voice cracks from goodbyes
Month: November 2021
fading from existence autumn harbour
the effort required to piece life and old age
candle lit in our private temple at peace
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butterfly burial the fog builds
harsh the tongue on divided lands
autumn light spill have mercy on the dark
this morning’s excuse: the autumn rain
cat shadow in the play tent tea grows cold