my house is vast and filled with prayers i’ve made room for you atop the stairs
basically, brilliantly,bravelybehold spacewhere you belong to yourself.
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 […]