what wasn’t danced
The last morning a small girl leaned into the ocean and scooped invisibility into a fast-food cup scavenged from seagulls at the cabin she poured the nothing into a […]
your wish
under in a stripe of endless dusk beneath the way to here I dream hold a small box to skin within life paces off measure of containment sharpness of […]
proven known
The hostility flings her back through time and makes her smile she almost feels the need to apologize for the confusion She remembers he pulled her close smiled into […]