Sunbitten voices echo through empty November air, reheating frozen-over skin until walls melt into softened stone. A fear of … More
Tag: autumn
Appalachian wind
the wind bites at my neck and I dare it to consume me. carve into my nape and chew me … More
Leaving Leaves Leave In Peace
she sighed and the air sighed with her a mutual release of exhaustion and lyrical breath. hair fell with the … More
Porcelain Prose 