The Bird and The Storm

The tears fall, and once again I don’t understand. It’s like the skies prophesized, the unravelling is inevitable. My love, my darling is like an exotic bird. He flies free, quick, never looking back. Loyal, steady, but fleeting, Drinking the orchard’s sweet drips. I am a hurricane, The tempest itself, Bitter and crackly. The torrentialContinue reading “The Bird and The Storm”

love of my life

love of my life i will abandon you not a harsh mistress but mine nonetheless a life of bleeding paper all the extremities of the heart to your madness i commit myself i bear your mark proudly at your service to you i present my blood and my flesh sever my soul from my bodyContinue reading “love of my life”

A Dying Garden

It’s crazy how the garden hardly looks beautiful anymore. I let the grass grow out, convinced length was the missing piece. Yes, that’s what I thought, that the short grass just wasn’t right. The azaleas are blue now. I’ve always admired them from afar, and now they grow in my garden, beautiful but out ofContinue reading “A Dying Garden”