[We] often forget to be in the often in between...
The Often in Between
A Not-Poem for Monday (Breathe)
Inhale your fill and remember for one moment, maybe two moments more, how to just be...
Begin Again
Begin to begin again...
But this I know, and this I need: as my Lover clasps my hand, I shall continue on, and breathe
The Air Around Your Lungs
And who says you must wait until time's nearly up to learn how to scream//to learn how to breathe//or to learn how to notice the air around your lungs
A Hopeful Breath
This is a street I could fall in love on, where everyone's eyes reflect the stringed lights. Cobbles hold the weight of it all - the hearts and the hopes of what could and might.
Someone Dies Every Day
...and that someone is your age. Someday, that someone will be you.
L’air du Paradis
Ignorantly, I claim this is why I do not allow myself L'air du Paradis.
Coffee Shop Hours
I promise it won't be long until every sentence breathes
