Stunning, I have become entranced
by a mediocre jar satisfied...

I'm always cleaning
leftover dishes - the milk...

One act of kindness,
though miniscule...

So confused by hatred preaching hatred, why
can we not love our brothers and sisters with...

Long ago, hope beckoned us like bold flags that...
miles beyond life's canyon and death's valley...

I can hear it.
Come closer...

Friendship lapses
into smoky promises...

The rain is sparse,
but I hear it inch its way closer...

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Heavy...

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There's nothing quite like writing about the rain...

I can't tell if something's
changing in me or if it's the...

In one day,
seasons spin...