my house is vast and filled with prayers i’ve made room for you atop the stairs
Tag: loss
almanac
we fell into unwilling hibernationthat early spring. trees hadn’t yetbud their impertinent blooms into thebrooding ides of march. life,oblivious, hadn’t yet paid its roomand board for an early novembercheck-in. sealed in and slumbering, breathing was […]
hypotension
the doors stand neatly nesting resting sleeping keeping time with echoes of the last bell. the halls to walls and ceilings look down on rarely scuffed floors as well. flow has slowed and the body […]
