Frantically trying to remember how To write These are hands? What are they for? They feel empty, unused Has it been __ months already? Intertwine and get tangled So it's hard to let go So we laugh and squeeze tighter So Let me recall how this feels Rough? Soft? Indifferent? Even a slight pressure makes … Continue reading Synonyms.
I've been told to write about it. But I don't want to start crying again, so I'll write about everything else. I've been thinking a lot about a new pair of boots. I don't know if they exist, but I've designed them in my head. Knee-high, a dark heather-grey, with maroon lining the top. Maroon … Continue reading Everything Else.
Do we dream every night and simply forget what our minds invented for nights at a time? Or are dreams little gifts that are given to us so that we may grasp them and cherish them? Sleep is a state of being in which all of our myriads of ideas and creativity are milling about … Continue reading Musings on Dreams