your departure left an imprint fragile slip of a dried flower I keep revisiting behind the glass of my memories frozen in time like your smile blue like the submerged ice on a glacier goodbyes are always deeper than they seem layers of emotion warped…

VALLEY OF BONES I have stood upon the mountain tops. I have rested upon the wings of soaring eagles, their feathers of silver and gold a celestial pillow. I have lain slain in the valley of bones, death more than a shadow – holding my…

DEATH TO SELF I see, hear and feel the truth, but it does not set me free. Rather, it pricks my heart with a finely cut dagger. I miss the you’s through out my life, all those I’ve had to say goodbye to. Why? Why…