sunflower peeping cheddar slice in pavement crack knitting oaks cast shade

The wine glass rested downside upon a hardback book Overlooked by some but not by me I was not stubbornly knitting Ignoring the world with my head in the sand I was not a coward. While mother kept knitting her stupid blanket I was required…

halluc:nogen  my hardback is : too heavy to hold so i half-dream : of sunflowers : knitting cheddar : cheese satchels : for their favourite gardeners : to keep seeds in there is no space : on the pavement : for my wine glass ….

I find you printed in black ink on paper in a hardback book on my shelf. You’re tattooed on my heart filling up all the space. Please look for me Find me dancing barefoot on the pavement. Losing myself in the bottom of a wine…

Unending time turns falling down over again; sand infinity.

content warning: just comparisons to my past self. Do you mourn me? Child-that-was, person of could-have should-have, possibilities dying in the light of summer sun. I could go back, and trace my own face, hold tight to each flaw and rounded feature. I couldn’t go…

A wine glass tucked in the corner, a crack running down its globe, tells the story of my realm that translucent crack visible to all the world cannot be hidden but will not be a hinderance either the glass stands strong, pieces separated, but still…

The best days Involve a good hardback A nice breeze A satchel with cheddar cheese Space to sit on pavement

Hope Look beyond the window Behind the dirt and the decay She is still there Watching Waiting for your return All has turned to dust Her vibrant life Now banished to another realm Exiled to purgatory Not knowing if you even remember Unaware of where…

You can’t crawl back into a moment in time. You can’t slip into it, easy, like a hand through a glove. I can’t go back in time, drifting, sliding into memory, but I try. It’s fuzzy on the edges, but if I focus in, tight,…