Fools
A sense of panic lingers. Words spewed to comfort. It’s not over. Garbled dreams and nightmares so vivid. Time is forced to rewind. We’ve shut our doors again.
Cracks and Crevices
There are weak points in this foundation. I see the truth time has shown. Alone in the lengthening darkness. Breaking into the wrong pieces.
Numbered Days
Late last year, I learned that my father is dying from cancer, which has spread throughout his body. The end can come any day now; it is tough to process. […]
