The more I write the more I realize water is a big thing for me. |
For many years a crow has been spotted in the...
Awash in bitter spite, it makes its way between...
Footprints in the snow;
snapshots of your past...
There weren't enough nights in a year for us.
You, with dim eyes glowing furiously, always...
Your light inspires.
The troubles you face...
Won’t you be my octopus?
Won’t you climb about my walls...